Christmas was MUCH awaited this year, especially after the disappointment of Wayne's flu on Christmas Eve. We woke up, got dressed, opened our stockings - oh yeah. Can you believe I didn't get any pictures of us doing our stockings??? I got video, but no pictures. Unbelievable. Anyway... We opened our stockings, then headed for Cedar Hill for a Christmas morning breakfast! Dad helped by holding Wyatt, who was not feeling too social so soon after waking up.
There was a "cooling off"period after breakfast, where ALL the kids wrestled in the family room before opening gifts. They were all jittery and beyond excited to ALL be together, which has been awhile. Woo-hooo!
Goober-Boy is just to silly!
Doesn't this look like trouble? Monkey see, monkey do. Weston and Wyatt were scoping out there gifts!
Patiently waiting... for awhile. Not long after this he found the present with his name on it, that sounded like Legos, and started unwrapping it before anyone noticed!
And that's when I noticed!
Not even my umpteen expensive Nikon could focus fast enough to catch Weston's precious smile... I'll settle for the blurred picture, that reminds me of the moment.
The annual cousin picture... in jammies from Grandpa and Grandma.
And check out this carboard load in Dad's truck!!! YIKES. Can you say SPOILED???
When it was all said said and done, the presents opened, the food vanished, and the paper cleaned up, we were EXHAUSTED but we were BLISSFULLY HAPPY too. We had spent the day together with our kids, family, we were able to relax and enjoy ourselves. We had the privilege of giving handpicked gifts to people that we love. We had the privilege of celebrating the birth of Jesus together, and with our kids. It was a PERFECT day.