It just wouldn’t be Christmas without the Annual Grinch Reading. This is a family tradition started by my parents and godparents roughly 30 years ago.
As you can see, it’s a photo-worthy experience for all. Just kindly ignore that evil look from my Hubby. Sometimes he’s Grinchy about photo opportunities.
Ty and Mia are the only ones small enough to fit on Pops’ lap during the reading. Mia started a tradition a couple years ago where she does a dramatic interpretation as the reading progresses. That girls cracks me up.
The cousins (we use that term loosely in our family) from my generation who attend the Grinch event pick names to get gifts for our kids. One day I hope our kids fully comprehend how loved they are.
