My eldest son used to jump up in my bed when he was around 2 years old and carefully pile every pillow in the house on top of me. As I lay there, pleasantly smothered I could here his little voice asking me...

"...are you BASHED, daddy?...you BASHED?"



Sunday, December 25, 2005

THE NIGHT BEFORE...
























Family. That is the greatest gift of this holiday season for me. And what a evening it was. I was able to spend time with each member of my family. Some in person...most just "in voice" although I could feel their presence in the room as we spoke. We shared memories and even opened gifts together. It left me with such a peaceful feeling that I picked up the camera and took over 300 hundred PICTURES...DON'T WORRY...I didn't post ALL of them...and managed (I think) to capture a little of the spirit I felt last night.

Love to you all!

1 comment:

Melody said...

Great pictures Terr. A friend and I were talking about what to call snap shots that were more on the arty side and I came up with the term 'snarty' pictures!

Hope your Christmas was fun and magical!