Our third annual Christmas in July was held at the home of my Granddaughter, Alyssa, in Northern Iowa yesterday. Here is great-granddaughter, Lily, putting some final touches on 'her' Christmas tree. (Three generations: Mom Alyssa, Lily and Grandpa Doug.
We had a small group this year compared to the first two years and those not present were sorely missed. Lily, who just turned five, took most of the photos for me.
She wanted you to see her Fairy Garden.
As well as how Grandpa Doug would look with a green beard. Grandma Shelly was getting a kick out of this.
Lily had all the attention until her little cousin arrived. Brynley and Lily were the only two great-grands there. I love the girls, but really missed the great-grandsons!
Lily showed Great-grandma Ramona her room including how she could rock out playing the canjo her Grandpa Doug made for her last Christmas.
Blowing bubbles. The weather was so much nicer this year than last - no 110° heat index, thank you very much. Some family members camped out in the yard and made a weekend of it.
We've got a tentative volunteer host family for next year which will move the location back to central Iowa and hopefully a full contingent of attendees.
There was MUCH hilarity during the playing of "The Game". With a bit of 'stealing', I came home with a set of three unique towels and a magnet from The Pickers (Antique Archaeology). Oh, but my best present? Learning I am to be Great-grandma again in a few months. Merry Christmas and thanks to Evan, Alyssa and Lily for hosting.
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