Christmas day. Up at 8:30 am with Marko. Stayed in bed another hour, restless. He surveyed the tree and made guesses as to what each package held and told me who was getting what. I busied myself with breakfast preparations: Nutella French crepes for him, oranges for me. Then the others woke. Presents opened, Christmas music played, and a quick bath. Drove up the canyon in the snow for some Christmas snowboarding before driving to Heber followed by a hilarious game of Catch Phrase. Christmas siesta . . . we could have used one. Are the dogs fighting? Oh my.
