Each year at Christmas time I get giddy when the mailman comes.
I love keeping in touch with friends from all over. And Christmas = Christmas cards in the mailbox. Dave and I lived in so many different areas before we plopped ourselves here in this corner of the desert ten years ago, and I love that even though we don’t live by most of the friends we’ve made over the years anymore, we get to watch their children grow each year.
Each year we stick the cards all over the kitchen so we can think of those friends all season long.
And each year Dave conducts a mock “Christmas card contest” with the kids to determine which one they like best. But we all like all of them best so that makes it tricky:)
I like to keep track of good card ideas for next year too, so here are some other favorites mostly picked out by the kids:
I love the composition of this one:
…and this one:
Those guys above babysit the kids when Dave and I leave town so they were extra attached to that one.
You gotta love a little black and white:
…and beauty professional:
I love the lighting on this one:
My very favorite card was from our friends we lived next to in Washington D.C. She taught me drawing classes when Max and Elle were babies. She is amazingly talented. And her card is always a work of art:
I’d love to hang that one lifesize on my wall I think it is so peaceful and beautiful and serene. (Click here for more info. on her…she’s on Mormon.org too.)
Each year, after the rest of the Christmas things are tucked safely away until next year, we let the cards linger for a couple days.
…for weeks later.
But we cut them down and put them in photo albums to pull out and look at during the Christmas season each year.
We miss all those familiar faces keeping us company in the kitchen, but our gratitude is renewed for the influences that each of them have had in our lives over the years.