Today we celebrated Christmas with Owen, Mila, Hannah, Vernon, Robert, and our littlest grand baby that is living and growing in Mila’s tummy.
Mila, Vernon, and Hannah were very ill on Christmas Eve—when we had previously planned to celebrate Christmas together. But by January 7th, the day that Russian’s celebrate Christmas, everyone was well, so it was the perfect day for our family Christmas celebration.
Mila explained to us that the way Russian’s celebrate Christmas is to dunk yourself in a freezing sea or river. Since there are no rivers close to the high desert mountain town of Pine, we decided to celebrate Christmas in the traditionally American way—a loving family gathering, sing Christmas carols, exchange presents, eat lots of good food that was prepared with love, and thank God for giving us his son.
Grandpa and I arrived at the cabin the day before, so we could celebrate Owen and Mila’s 7th wedding anniversary…..or as they call it, “the 7th birthday of our family.” What a lovely way to understand the true meaning of a wedding anniversary!
Before our celebration, I experienced a miracle. Mila allowed me to go with her for her first appointment with her new obstetrician in Arizona….and I heard our newest grand baby’s heartbeat. I cried. And as I write this, I am crying again.
The last time that I heard a baby’s heartbeat was when this new baby’s Papa was in my tummy….forty-three years ago, when I was pregnant with Owen. The creation of life, God’s gift, is a miracle.
For our celebration of the birth of Owen and Mila’s family, Mila made an amazing heart shaped, chocolate chip cookie cake, that she frosted with homemade marshmallow cream.
Christmas morning….
Grandpa played Christmas carols, accompanied by Hannah and Vernon on their new Christmas harmonicas, while Robert danced to the beautiful music, and I sang along. It was such fun!
Owen gave his dear wife, Mila, a vintage, very intricate and beautiful bracelet….
We gave Papa and Vernon a silk needlepoint picture that Owen’s Grandpa Vernon had bought in 1935 in Kobe, Japan. Both Owen Vernon and Vernon were named after this marvelous man, who was a father to me for the past 50 years….from the day I met him when I was 25 years old. Even though he died in 2013, when he was just a few months shy of 100, he will always live on in the hearts of each of us who knew and loved him.
Owen also made stilts. Since Hannah hasn’t learned how to walk on stilts yet, I had to show her how to master this skill. I couldn’t get a picture of her on the stilts, since I needed to hold on to them as she was learning. But Mila stuck her head out of the door and snapped a quick photo of me demonstrating my stilts walking skill.
No Christmas celebration can be complete without frosting gingerbread cookies!
We were given so many thoughtful, loving Christmas gifts from Owen and Mila, as we were given from all of our children. We are simply overwhelmed. Thank you all.
Mila used her artistic skills to create some original creations. A month or so ago, she asked us for several photos of each of us from our adult years before we had met. And now we know what she has been up to.
She used these phots to recreate our “life together….”all the years that we would have had if we had met as teenagers.
It is amazing for us to see “us together” all through the years….
What an amazing celebration of the birth of Christ.
Sadly, the first snow this winter was forecasted to start during the night. We had to leave our dear family a day early, so we could drive safely home to our sweet Nuestra Casa.
































