My work holiday dinner and the ward Christmas party ended up being on the same night at the same time. What are the odds, right? Oh, what to do.
After some deliberation, we decided the work party couldn't be missed, nor could Isaac miss a photo op with the African Santa. He wouldn't be a true member of P1 (or our family!) and miss that experience.
So, Craig and I headed off to the "country" (ok, Newtown Square, but once you get off West Chester Pike and get on a country road, you truly are in the country) and enjoyed hor'dourves at an incredible farm house dating back to 1792, meanwhile...
The Schappers, the good people that they are, took Little Man to the church to see...
Yep, the big man in the red suit. Oh yeah.
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