|Ooooooh Christmas Tree.... Please tell me this looks like a tree. The boys all mocked me.|
So, that's nice.
|Our Housemates downstairs. They now know all of our secrets....|
And that is Kevin, Kaden, and Jesse fo' shizzle today...with London also starting in on a runny nose.
...And Shandy and Silas and Isaac downstairs a bit, as well.
This morning, she be quiet.
We're supposed to head up North to my Ma's and Pa's this morning...but I'm just not sure what to do.
Tis the season for sharing all the love...just not sure if this bug really wants to be shared with all the cousins.
|Clues. From the attic to the basement...and back up again we sent them.|
Shandy made Charlie his fave supper of Chicken Alfredo which all of us big people ate, and I made all five Hoolies reindeer pancakes. This is always our Christmas breakfast tradition, so we figured we'd just mix things up a bit this year and include the Hodsdon's in some of our fun. I always let the boys open one gift on Christmas Eve, as well, but they have to work for it. I send them all over the house looking for clues. And since this was a Booker/Hodsdon meshing of the families bash...we decided to send all five Hoolies all over the place looking for their gifts that we as the two families got for them.
|Breakfast upstairs in the big boys' room for the next morning.|
Simple things so we wouldn't have to go downstairs and wake up our friends.
Everyone slept in until 7:00 - which shows that they were a bit under the weather, but it was still really fun and exciting for the boys to wake up knowing it was our family Christmas that next morning.
All that to say, my boys were back in town after being awake for about an hour...
And this is what my sweet little baby girl gave me her Mama for a Christmas present.
And uber-dee-duberly wet wet diaper. Like soaking wet.
Like she drank 10 gallons of milk wet.
Merry Christmas to me.
He has a passionate love for the glue gun.
I've always told my boys that I love homemade gifts far more than store bought.
They also bought me "our favorite candy" in my stocking.
I especially like to kiss her little spikey haired head.
Might I interrupt this Christmas re-cap to draw your attention to my most favorite in the world sweat pants and the larger than life bright pink splotches on each leg. This resulted from my very first and very last attempt at painting my baby girls' toe nails. Everyone else made it look so easy. I spilled an entire bottle of polish on me. They lied to me.....
It is NOT easy painting little baby girl's toenails...
|My dedication to them.|
And hopefully...just as I am sure my flaws will be forever engrained in their memories as larger than life...when they read my "journal," I hope they see my love for them just as large.
On journey with Jesus.
Honored at the privilege of being their Mama.
And madly in love with their Daddy.
Hopefully, this is what they'll remember, as well.
I seem to like this word today.
Next year, I'm going back to the previous, space saving format, and I'll be having my pictures be the medium sized again. Far easier on the eyes, and far less white space in the book. Live and learn.
I surprised Big Daddy Kev with this bad boy 3-d deer target.
It was hiding in the shower...and I made him play "hot and cold" like we were five again in order to find it.
I had some birthday money saved up, and for the last couple of weeks, I had been "skimming" off the tops of my tips to round out what I needed for this present. Like I said in a previous blog post...our family rule about lying is that it's completely acceptable during the Holiday season. So, for the past two weeks, I've told Kev that I was making about 10 or 15 bucks less than I really was, and he was none the wiser. It was great fun!
And everyone got sicker, and sicker, and sicker....
But it was Merry.
And it was Simple.
It was silly, and it was special.