

We also decided as an educational experience this year we would observe the Jewish holiday Hannakah. The kids made a beautiful Manorah out of clay, then painted it and we lit candles over the eight day festival. For those of you who are not up on your Jewish traditions, Hannakah is a celebration in rememberance of the day that the Jews went into the temple after it had been taken back from Roman rule. The oil (that takes eight day to make) was all gone out of their sacred Manorah. This manorah was never to be put out, so they prayed for God to make the tiny bit of oil they did have, last 8 days until the process was complete to aquire more oil. Thus the 9 candle manorah. The middle one is used to light the others and the 8 others are to remind them of the provision of oil for 8 days.
As part of this celebration the Jews eat fried foods for 8 days to remind them of the miricle of the oil. Needless to say Isaiah and Tadd loved this part. So here is a picture of our donuts we made one night for dinner. Other than working with the hot oil. The kids pretty much did all the work. They were delicious!
The day after Christmas we drove up to Lynden to celebrate with Tadd's family. The kids had so much fun hanging out with all of their cousins. Unfortunatly though my kids are not used to it raining 24/7 so they went outside to play everyday anyway. They came in multiple time soaking wet but had lots of fun. And thanks to Grandma, who let us wash and dry multiple sets of clothing while we were there. After a couple days at Grandma's we drove to Charity's brother's house to celebrate New Years Eve. The picture of Isaiah and Elijah below could have been taken at anytime, during any day we were there, as their stationary position was in front of the WII. The boys definantly got spoiled with lots of game time. Tadd and the girls got in more games of pool in Uncle Chris's basement than a hustler in vegas. Chris also spoiled us with his delicious cooking of his latest kill. Tadd would make the 3 hour drive again just to have those venison steaks, wrapped in bacon, cooked over the open fire. Thanks so much Aunt Brandi and Uncle Chris.
The kids also wanted to thank Grandma Johnson for the sweet chicken shrits that she sent, they not only fit great, but looked pretty stylin too. Here is a picture of the chruch Christmas program on Christmas morning. Even though most of the kids had to wait to open their presents until after chruch, they did a great job singing their little hearts out for Mom and Dad.
Hope you all had a blessed day celebrating the birthday of the most amazing gift ever possesed by man. Have a great year and may you get blessed more than you can ask, think or imagine.



































