growing up, we always went to my granddaddy's house for breakfast on christmas morning. the smell of all the yummy food (including burnt ham) was always something we looked forward to; especially the older we got.
when my granddaddy passed away, that tradition kind of fell by the wayside. but this year, since we were all going to be at home on christmas morning (first time in 15 years, mind you!), rachel and i decided that we needed to re-start the christmas breakfast tradition.
it was wonderful, but we had entirely too much food for just the eight of us. and again, cayden received way too many gifts... but we all appreciate it just the same.
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