...to Grandmother's house we went. We had a really good time in Alabama. Traditionally we have spent Christmas Eve with Mother's side of the family. Grandmother makes loads of goodies, we eat until we are stuffed, make a big family portrait, and then open presents, all the while listening to commentary from Granddaddy on where he picked out each item. It's amazing how he forgets what he got until you open it, but then he always "remembers" some long story about where he went and how much he went through to get that one gift. We had a wonderful time together. Britt especially loved Grandmother's fiber optic snowman, and the carousel that plays Christmas music.