The holiday season part II: Christmas with our twisted team!

Our team celebrated Christmas on Christmas Eve by throwing a mad bash with food, presents, and 4 kinds of dessert. I know each team member has graduated kindergarten because we all shared our American candy with each other, including Twizzlers, JR mints, and Reese's! My sister Allyson inspired the menu; we had a great feast of loaded baked potatoes!

Doesn't that look wonderful?

We then proceeded to open presents and that was a lot of fun. It always is! Here's some stuff we got:

Daniel: a giant mug that says I LOVE TEA, 3 boxes of tea, money, a big chocolate "R" (for Rad....or Revolution...or maybe Rabies?), and some other goodies.

Janna: a mug with Russian nesting dolls on it (ultra cute), a Christmas apron, a cookbook for Ukraine, some books, an olive serving tray complete with olive fork, a can of olives (I think I like olives), and some cookie cutters!

Doug says our team is twisted. What do you think?

I think we're pretty normal.

Regardless if we're normal or not, I think God put us together for a reason. We get along so well, and I think our personalities complement one another's. I marvel every day that I work with people I love and respect; it seems crazy that just 6 months ago Daniel and I barely knew our team, and now here we are eating baked potatoes together! God is good!

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