There was a whole lot of family fun while we were in Nashville. The Eli side of the family celebrated at our house - yep, I called it "our house", you know what I mean. On Christmas Eve we headed out Grandma and Papa's to spend some fried-chicken-boiled-potato-good-quality-time, and it is a good thing we did since Papa came down with a stomach flu that kept them home on Christmas morning. Speaking of which, on Christmas morning we all (and by all, I mean all 178 or 30 or so of us) gathered at Uncle Gary and Aunt Pam's for breakfast. Good stuff!
