More Scenes From Christmas

We were out walking the Charles Bridge a few nights before Christmas. Steven took the picture of us, with the castle in the background.


Steven and Matthew loved the hot trndl rolls they bake and sell at the markets. If you double click on the picture, you can see them better.


I'm not sure why carp is the traditional Czech food for Christmas, but the tradition goes like this: Men come out on every street corner and fill up tubs and tubs with live carp. People will line up to buy a live carp. They take it home and let it live in their bathtub for a few days, then they kill it and eat it on Christmas Eve. Again, I'm not sure of the reasoning, but I guess cutting down a perfectly good tree and putting tinsel on it doesn't make much sense either.


Christmas morning, we had the Prague district missionaries over for breakfast. If you've ever wondered what missionaries do on Christmas, this is what they do after breakfast--they relax in the mission home. We loved having them with us.


Elder Holik resting in Matthew's favorite chair.



This is the group we had over for breakfast. Steven and Matthew are hiding out in the back row.


Our funny, funny tree. We bought a beautiful, yet little, tree right before we left for Slovakia. When we got home, we discovered our error in forgetting to ask the boys to water it while we were gone. Our once vibrant, bursting with life tree, became this sad, sagging tree; barely able to hold up its ornaments. Sister Forsythe said it best when she walked into the family room this afternoon. She said, "Oh, your tree." Yes, indeed. Our tree. It goes into the trash tomorrow.

If you are reading our post, could you do us a favor and just write your name in the comments box and where you are from? We thought it would be fun to know who is reading. Many thanks, and Stastny Novy Rok!! (Happy New Year)