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Blackwells in the Wild - Christmas in AZ

Oh my gosh. We had such a great Christmas vacation in Arizona!
It was relaxing...and warm. 
The citrus was ripe for the pickin'. 
We could focus on family...and naps ;-)

I thought I would share a few of my favorite pictures!

Boy do I miss those mountains, Houston is freakin flat!

If you know anything about my mom, you know she loves these lighted Christmas decorations. I found this goofy-smiled reindeer for her this year...I think she liked it. Also, she will probably kill me for putting up this picture with her lovely hair-do...but oh well!

We had a fun time helping clean up "A Night in Bethlehem" at St. Lukes (my family is really into church!). Also, my dad is an angel... 

A panorama still doesn't do their Christmas display justice. And each night at 6:00pm the street is filled with kids ready to yell, "Santa, light up that house!!!!!"

My sister, Heather took over my bellchoir director job when I moved away. I love bells at Christmastime, and at all times really. 

We played a lot of cards, us girls!

I'm winning here, clearly ;-) JK. 

Here is mom with the Christmas wiener!

Aww a Christmas selfie. 




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  1. I have a comment for almost every picture, but really where to start! It was so fun to have you and Chris here for Christmas! My favorite picture has to be Roy as an Angel!

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  2. Oh I agree with Denise. There are many things one could say!! But really, Roy as an Angel?? I love these pictures. It really depicts how the holidays are spent in your family's house. I love seeing Gma and Heather. My favorite is your Mom and the Christmas Weiner!! Thank you for sharing! Aunt Vicki

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  3. The "Christmas wiener" caption is causing Jim-Bob Square Pants to crack up!

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