We visited Chris' parents in Stone Mountain, Georgia, to celebrate Christmas. I realized upon coming home that I took virtually no photographs over the several days. That doesn't mean there were virtually no photographs on my cell phone camera: John managed to take about 100, but I don't think you're interested in every version of blurry and subject matter like his toes, the carpet, or pieces of furniture.
We enjoyed a feast cooked by my mother-in-law, exchange of gifts, more camping in the trailer in the back yard, ascending Stone Mountain by gondola (where it was bitterly cold!), dinner at an authentic German restaurant, and the various cousins playing together. Sweet times were had by all.
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