I spent last night up with a wide awake 7 month old. He was adorable and sweet but not asleep. As I struggled to stay awake myself I thought about Mary and imagined her taking care of a 7 month old baby Jesus. It made me think of the man he might grow up to be and the limited amount of Christmases I have left with little children.
What a beautiful Christmas holiday we had.
I used my Dad's camera to take these pictures, therefore they turned out a little wonky, but the glow caught in most the pictures is pretty accurate of the feeling we had around us.
This years Christmas was filled with lots of last minute gifts and decorating but it all came together for a fun and festive holiday.
We had amazing food
and amazing people
I made mostly desserts, including jello, bread pudding and {fake}cofee cheesecake.
Alfred was the cutest of us all.
But he had some stiff competition
All the kids wildest dreams came true and they will be going home with tons of princess and super hero toys.
Tober was adorable while opening her gifts with perfects gasps and awes at the right time. I especially loved seeing her go around doing her uncle's hair after she got a princess {fake}blow dryer and curling iron set, complete with lipstick and perfume.
C hasn't stopped being Captain America all day.
Jones got me a necklace from one of my favorite shops in Olympia, WA.
I haven't stopped stuffing my face all day. :)
Just taking in the joy of my family close by and the joy of knowing there is always hope, and enough love to go around.