Things I Learned From Christmas

VJchildren, family, gratitude, love, photographyChristmas, family, photos14 Comments

Attire does not an occasion make (referring to the 5-year-old in pjs).

Age doesn’t matter when in the presence of loved ones. Engagement is everything.

Stories and memories never grow old.

Love prefers to congregate in small spaces.

Dogs share their affection equally.

(Thanks to my husband for capturing these moments.)

14 thoughts on “Things I Learned From Christmas”

Eugi says:

December 30, 2021 at 10:05 am

Nothing better than family time any time of the year. Thank you for sharing, VJ!

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  December 30, 2021 at 11:17 am
  
  My pleasure Eugi. A heart warming day.
  
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Lou Carreras says:

December 29, 2021 at 9:56 pm

Great observations, with photos to match!

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  December 30, 2021 at 11:14 am
  
  Thanks Lou!
  
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sgeoil says:

December 29, 2021 at 9:02 am

These photos capture the comfort of family. Just wonderful!

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  December 29, 2021 at 9:21 am
  
  Thanks Heather.
  
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Rupali says:

December 29, 2021 at 8:24 am

Beautiful memories.

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  December 29, 2021 at 9:21 am
  
  Yes, thanks.
  
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Liz Gauffreau says:

December 29, 2021 at 7:55 am

I couldn’t agree with you more about those lessons. Thank you for sharing your happy family photos with us. It looks like you had a wonderful Christmas!

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  December 29, 2021 at 9:20 am
  
  Such a blessing. Thanks Liz.
  
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  1. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    December 29, 2021 at 4:05 pm
    
    You’re welcome, VJ.
    
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Sadje says:

December 29, 2021 at 7:05 am

Lovely photos. And great lessons learned

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1. VJ Knutson says:
  
  December 29, 2021 at 9:19 am
  
  Thanks Sadje.
  
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  1. Sadje says:
    
    December 29, 2021 at 9:53 am
    
    My pleasure
    
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