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I think this is my favorite, heh.

See the rest in this set.

We are part of a multi-belief family. I’m an agnostic married to a practicing Buddhist. I have a Catholic mother and a Jewish step-father. So my kids saw a Christmas play, had a menorah at the table every night and talked about Winter Solstice, too during our holiday.

I think this was Christmas Eve. We baked cookies later that night.

Christmas morning, getting ready.

Christmas evening.

Since my trip this time was short, I concentrated on doing the things I wanted to do while I was in Brooklyn over the summer, but never got around to.

My brother* decided to wait till the last minute to send the kids’ gifts, so I was stuck indoors most of Christmas Eve waiting on the damn box. About 5 pm, I got tired of waiting and since my stepdad was home, I went out. I left with no idea of where to head. I called my husband (who was in Queens with the kids) and he suggested I pick up some cheesecake at Junior’s**. I got on the subway*** and headed downtown Brooklyn. After waiting on line to get in the door, I got to the counter and was told no more strawberry cheesecake…wtf? So I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to eat cherry (yick) when what should magically appear but a man rolling a cart of strawberry cheescake. Hooray! I bought mine and then walked around downtown for a bit eavesdropping. Yes, I love listening in on other people’s convos…and? Tomorrow…Christmas Day.

*
Said annoying little brother with my kids outside the Georgia Aquarium this summer.

**You can buy Junior’s Cheesecake in the frozen foods section of my local Kroger! Madness!

***My husband hates taking the train, but me? Never. Subway is in the top 5 things I miss about city living.

(Sorry Adrienne, hehehe.)

So, I’ll just show the kiddos pics online, make bakes and saltfish, and maybe pout a little.