A Very Makris Christmas

A favorite Makris tradition is Christmas Eve hockey. I bundled up the boys and we watched the old men skate around for awhile. One of these years, we'll get the youngins' out there on skates too. But for now, my Georgia boys are happiest in their cowboy boots.

On Christmas day, we packed up our bags and headed to the Makris home for the remainder of our stay. Opening gifts with 5 grandchildren (James was sleeping) was a tornado of gift wrap and toys. Henry was thrilled to find a red vacuum under Grandma and Papou's tree. And we were thrilled that it doesn't make a loud, annoying noise. The big kids gave Dad his very own TV for the the basement. And we gave Mom a frame with mother/son wedding photos from each of our weddings. Alex, Gus, and Chris also opened their groomsmen gifts from Joe: playing cards full of brotherly love! Then, before we sat down for Christmas dinner, the kids played a rousing game of hide-and-go-seek with their uncles. Henry could be heard telling Ella, "I found Uncle Chris, but I cannot find Uncle Joe very easily." They eventually found him and asked to play again.  And again.