Not exactly a white Christmas, but we were surrounded by all of our family... it was a wonderful way to celebrate the birth of our Savior.
We tried something a little different this year... a homemade Christmas. It was a lot of work and added stress during the holidays and I think it all ended up costing more, but the labor of love was evident in the gifts and I made out with some amazing gifts from my talented sisters-in -law!!
Lyric enjoys pushing her new stroller around, but insists on carrying the baby while she pushes the empty stroller. (That sounds a lot like me at Disneyland.)
Alternative use for stroller: pushing cousins around.
Santa brought Tatum the much anticipated Easy-Bake Oven. "Now I can cook any time I want to in my bedroom," she innocently replied. Hmmm. Not sure about that. Her Aunt Whitney has plans to teach her how to cook the vegan way.
Many Christmases ago, I was playing with my brother's new remote control car, when a truck came around the corner and smashed it. My brother has never forgiven me. In attempt at redemption, I got my brother a remote control car this year. Erik, I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me. (I sense signs of repressed anger in this picture).
Davis woke up with a fever (which inevitably happens EVERY TIME we travel. His expressions were a little more joyful once the Motrin kicked in. Contrary to the picture, Davis loves his pirate ship, although I think he was expecting a real pirate ship. He brings it everywhere with him, the dinner table, the bathroom, to bed, and everywhere in between.