This Christmas at my house we ate, we danced, we laughed and did a host of other things families do when they gather. The children played, teens were well...teens and the young adults congregated with the infant/toddlers while the older adults conversed, drank coffee and ate dessert.

I can't say what makes it so entertaining, but I love this time of the year! It's always been that way for me, and now that I have a son, I enjoy doing the things my mother did for my siblings and I, when I was young(er : )~ ).

The only difference was that Christmas was spread between two houses. My parents divorced when I was an adult so I just recently had to begin entertaining the notion of "Two Christmas'." So my siblings and I headed to my dad's earlier in the day where we ate a bit and exchanged gifts. My dad showed my son how to play his new drums and we watched the Magic beat the Celtics.

Then it was time to head to my mom's house where we enjoyed the family we see each Christmas. We prayed over the meal she prepared, ate, ate some more, then ate again and exchanged gifts. My other half also taught me and a few other people how to play Texas Hold 'em and Blackjack and we watch my sister and cousin play the new Michael Jackson dance game for the Nintendo Wii Console. Did I mention that we ate?

It was a great day and can you guess who taught me a lesson in love? That's right...my son. He's Gi-Gi's (granny) baby so of course she showered him (a 1-year old) with more gifts than he will ever be able to play with, and in the end he made a ball of wrapping paper and a Macy's sweater box his favorite toys. What he enjoyed more than anything else was the people around him. In his eyes I saw what love of family is truly.