We stayed home (for the most part) on Christmas Day, opening presents and eating. The missionaries joined us for some ham, funeral potatoes, and pretend green bean casserole (actually, we used nopales, or cactus because cut into strips they look like green beans) Being from Utah and California, both of the missionaries enjoyed the funeral potatoes more than anything.
Thanks to Poodle, I received more gifts from dad-the-bad than I have in our collective 32 years of Christmases together. Thanks, Poodle! And thanks, sweetie!
As dad-the-bad mentioned, we also visited the refugio and women's shelter. (see his blog for details)
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