Xmas in Maine, 2014

Part of our Christmas tradition has always been to visit my dad at some point on Christmas Day.  Up until recently, that involved either driving to the town next door or meeting up at our house after opening gifts at my mom's house.  This year, however, was different.  With his move to Maine came another new tradition.  Damien, Max and I drove up to his house the Sunday following Christmas.  We stayed until Tuesday.  We lounged around in comfy clothes and played more boardgames, ate cheese for dinner and drank lots and lots of chocolate milk.  Well, at least some of us did.  Damien took some great shots around the yard.  Can't wait for our next visit.