We went to Paragould first this year. It was a little awkward, as this was the first year after Joyce passed. Earl seems to be holding up well. Everything is a little different, as it was always Joyce that put out the decorations, and made Christmas fudge, etc. Other than that, it looks a lot like Paragould Christmases of the past. Here's Dawn handing out the presents on Christmas morning.
Everybody gets some sweet-smelling stuff.
We had picked up lebkuchen (gingerbread) when we were in Germany last year, and brought some for everybody.
We picked out a couple of movies for Dawn to watch.
Wade invited Kimberly to Teatro Zinzanni back home in the Segerstrom Center for the Performing Arts. It's not the most romantic present in the world, but it's easy to pack and ship.
Once a year, Kimberly has to prove that she can, indeed, cook. I think this was spaghetti night.
We heard there was a storm coming through. This is the front yard in the afternoon...
...going into the evening...
...and then the next morning. We had quite the adventure getting the car out, and then up the slight uphill gravel driveway to the road. Earl had to get a shovel and Wade dug wheel ruts, while Earl put wood shavings under the tires.
Then we had Mr. Toad's wild sliding adventure driving the three miles out to the main roads. Here is us coming up over a rise. Note that there are exactly three wheel ruts to drive in, so we are crossing our fingers and hoping there isn't a car coming the other way using the shared rut in the middle. Kimberly is experienced with the snow and ice, and once we got to the main roads, the driving was fine to Bloomington.