This has to be my favorite Christmas tradition. For a buck a piece, I bought 10 frames and silver paint. I painted the year on each one. Each year, I've inserted a photo of us and displayed them.
I love reminiscing as I pull them out. Remember that first Christmas you had tall hair that I hated? (His hair grows into a tall fro...that of course a wife would nix once married.) The year I surprised you with cross country skis, that you had carried around in your trunk for weeks? The first Christmas in our house? The first Christmas as a family? I get all sappy. I think he secretly is tired of this annual game, although he plays along anyway.
At church today, our dear friend took a 2011 shot (below) that needs to be included. I'm kicking myself that I didn't do anything more than throw my hair up, but nevertheless, we're a happy family. It's hard to believe we'll be a family of four Christmas 2012!