It seems that almost every family has one; pajamas on Christmas Eve, an orange in a sock, a family feast, or maybe a blanket to pass around. It is these traditions that bring us together each and every year. These times of joy, happiness, or even sorrow but these memories are stored forever in our minds and memories. No matter the tradition or the reason behind them, each one brings to us a different emotion that makes the season special. Our silly tradition started when Kaitlin was still little and we wanted to have a Christmas picture with the three of us. Matt being the genius that he is, decided that he could take the pictures himself with the self timer on the camera. With that came the giggles and smiles of Matt trying to run and get in the picture before the flash went off. So the tradition continues and each year we somehow manage to get that one great picture that makes it to our Christmas cards. This year we wanted to do something a little different so the girls all put on their fur coats that mom and dad brought back from Ukraine and we ventured out across the town to find a few fun shots. Matt packed the camera and a folding ladder to prop the camera and here they are...
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