Christmas is one of my favorite holidays, and this year I really, really enjoyed it. I got to share it with my little boy at a time when he really GOT IT for the first time, and he was SO EXCITED to come downstairs . . .
and look for that CERTAIN SPECIAL GIFT . . .
hoping and hoping that when he told Santa that he wanted one and ONLY ONE gift would it really be under the tree . . . and it WAS.
Sharing Christmas with my girl, watching her rip into everything, pull everything apart, chew on everything and have so much fun . . .
This Christmas felt very warm, very intimate, and very much about family.
Dad and Amy drove down from Maine and walked in the door at 10am. They brought many gifts, and the best gift of all THEMSELVES. The kids laughed, played, loved and I basked in the glory of all of it.
Oh yeah--and we had 8 adults and 7 young ones over for a traditional holiday meal. I must have been cooking or hostessing or something of the like, as I don't have a single picture of any of my guests. But, I assure you, it was memorable and fun. I hope your Christmas was just as beautiful as ours. MERRY CHRISTMAS!