On Christmas Eve we went to my parent's house for a dinner of appetizers and desserts. My dad read the story of the birth of Jesus, my mom read a children's story, gifts were exchanged and Mojito was scared and cold (as you can see from the picture). Really he had a great time but by the time Sam was singing carols Mojito had had enough and was ready to go home. We always have a good time on Christmas Eve. Maybe next year we can have a great Christmas Eve in a warmer climate...
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