Just wanted to share with our faraway family some pictures from Christmas Eve.
It has, of course, been a busy week. Among the regular Christmas hustle and bustle, I made my visiting father in law install a new ceiling fan, watched Derek break a fall with his lip (didn't pan out so well), gained a new roll around the middle because Boppa likes to eat out (and maybe because I don't like to cook), and I tried to wrap a few gifts at a time in the evenings to avoid the up-all-night-on-Christmas-Eve scenario (yet to be determined if I was successful).
But today was a mostly lazy day around the house.
The kids and I baked and decorated cookies for Santa.
They turned out better than my pancakes, thank you for your concern.
Alex looks a little devilish here.
Probably because she was about to dump an entire bottle of red sprinkles over one cookie.
Later we headed to the Christmas Eve service at church, where I was reminded how grateful I am for Sunday School classes during regular services.
The are distracting little boogers.
Poor Derek didn't really have a Christmas outfit per se, so I just threw some things together from his closet.
Not sure he could quite pull it off.
Much like I was unable to pull off a decent picture of the two of them together. Low lighting and two wired up kids made it a little tricky.
Once we got home, they were allowed to open one gift, traditionally a new pair of jammies to wear for the opening of gifts in the morning.
I tried again for a picture, but they were busy impersonating the monsters on Derek's new pj's.
Is it weird that my 5 year old still loves footie jammies? Cause she does.
And that was our Christmas Eve.
Just for fun, I went back and read the post I wrote last Christmas. Josh was in Korea, the kids and I were in Michigan, and I was busy chronicling Pat the Bunny's Gone with the Wind ornaments and just generally poking fun at her.
It was a good Christmas, but I'm so thankful that this year our little family is all together.
I hope you all have a Christmas that is Merry & Bright!
So thankful God's most precious gift to humanity, in the form of a tiny infant boy.