Sharing the Christmas love...

I am still alive! Isn't that wonderful news? I think so. I agree with this blog in which she states, moving "is nearly as stressful and futile as trying to run away from lava in swim fins." It really is just mostly comprised of stress. Is it really hard to move things? Not the hardest thing, but moving them and cleaning and then cleaning and moving them in, and just all the change and adjusting and continued travel whilst trying to do all of these things is a little overwhelming. Regardless, we have survived and managed to have a wonderful Christmas.
Here are some highlights.
The boy got to meet Santa!




I wonder if this gets him on the naughty list?

Stealing Santa's glasses is probably not the best idea. :) I was sort of hoping for a freak out meltdown picture of Christmas awesomeness, but he was totally cool with it. That's good too, it makes me happy my child can manage a jolly man in a red suit...for now.

Santa and I also got to meet the newest addition, Kylee.


We had the annual Christmas pageant, The boy was supposed to be a wise guy, but he was napping.
We had some rockin inn keepers...

And I do mean rockin, as in rockin the do.



This guy was running from me, so I had to prove I got him, and no, this is not the only picture I managed to snap! Muwahahahahahahahahaaaa!



They were Jim, Bob and I don't know. They had fun with it.



We had some great shepherds. Nose picking pictures not included. Your welcome. :)


And Joseph.

We had a fabulous angel Gabriel.


But I have to say my favorite would be these sweet little angels.

It makes me wonder and think, if we all didn't have angels fussing over us when we were so brand new. I am pretty sure our sweet savior did. Hopefully they were a little more gentle than these sweet girls, but the love is there.


Here is an awesome close up of The boy's gooey face. Your welcome. :)

I bet you didn't know I was related to Mary Poppins, but it's true.


We spent the better part of two days saying Goodbye to her as she sang "Let's go Fly a Kite" down the hall. Her mother had to tell her that Mary Poppins just sleeps up in the clouds but would come back tomorrow because she gets upset at the end of the movie. So the rest of the time, she would exclaim "I'm Back!" and we all had to be happy to see her. J tried to tell her Merry Christmas but she sternly reminded him her name was Mary Poppins, not Mary Christmas!



Funny thing is, this hat was not originally a Christmas present. Her Auntie was Mary Poppins for Halloween and she found the hat. She LOOOOOOOOOOOVES Mary Poppins. J found her today laying on the floor stroking her hat. How could her favorite Aunt say no? I love it when a kid falls in love with a character like that.

They got a super fantastic dress up box of joy from their Grandma. I have to tell you, my inner little girl was jealous. I would've loooooooooved that when I was a kid. The fairy wings and the hats and the dresses. It was pretty amazing.





Hoooray for super creative awesome Grandmas!

The boy got a rocking horse. He loves it!





We borrowed a hat out of the dress up box of glory, and Great Grandma bought him his super cute outfit.

Thank you everyone for your kindness and love and for a wonderful Christmas! We love you!

Maybe I will be less stressed and can manage to be a little more interesting next time, but you can't tell me I didn't have enough pictures this time!
Until next time Y'all!