John's first Christmas was wonderful. Miranda started a Christmas morning tradition (on Christmas eve this year-- don't tell John!) of a "Dutch Puff" breakfast before we had a quiet family morning of opening gifts and listening to Christmas music. Then off we went to Grandma and Grandpa Baze's for more food, more gifts and a relaxing afternoon of catching up. The whole crew (including Uncle Josh) went to a candlelight mass where we witnessed a Christmas miracle of our own-- an older parishoner on an oxygen bottle holding his own candle and singing "Silent Night." 
Christmas day was spent with Grandma and Grandpa Kennedy in Manhattan. John's first road trip was uneventful; his nap through the Flint Hills tells us he has yet to appreciate the splendor that Kansas offers. We had a wonderful meal, opened gifts, and played "pass the baby" as everyone got their "John fix" before the trip home.
We hope you all had equally wonderful Christmas's!
