Unfortunately, to start at the beginning, I need to fill you in on the depressing part of our Christmas. We spent the 2 weeks before Christmas sick. Really S.I.C.K. Isn’t this the most pitiful face you’ve ever seen? All three kids were in the doctor’s office, and were on prescriptions. I actually had to keep a log of who received what and when because in my sleep deprived haze, I was having a hard time keeping track of everything.
The good news is that everyone was feeling much better by Christmas.
Christmas eve was spent in the traditional holiday frenzy. My husband spent a few hours extracting toys from their boxes, twist-ties, and those horrible sharp plastic things, while I bustled about baking, cleaning and trying to remember everything we were on the verge of forgetting.
- Did you pack the baby’s diapers? – Check
- Don’t forget to water the tree! – Check
- Did Santa eat his cookies? – Check
- Program the coffee maker! – Check
- Check to make sure all the stocking stuffers come out equal. – Check
I never realized how many tiny little details my parents had to handle to pull off Christmas every year. No wonder they always seemed just a bit sleepier than normal on Christmas morning (or maybe that was because my sister always woke us all up before dawn).
The kids all woke around 7:00 and we had some time to open our stockings before everyone came by for breakfast.

Christmas Photos
I have been checking your blog non-stop…waiting and hoping for your Christmas pictures. They are so sweet! My heart hurts from how much I miss you all right now. I love you, love you, love you!!!!
Beautiful photos. Such a fun time and wonderful memories.