I didn't want to say good night or even turn off the football game on TV last night, because I didn't want the day to end. It was one of my most favorite Christmas days ever. Not because we were on a tropical vacation. Not even because everyone got along 100 percent of the day (because duh, I have four kids that never, ever happens, lol). Nope, it was my favorite because the kids got along for most of the day and they seemed happy and grateful and the dogs were happy and we stayed in our pajamas all day and we went on a nature walk and no one worried about being anywhere on time or doing anything to do with a deadline and we watched football and one of us danced in the kitchen to her new Aretha Franklin record, we had a lot of candy, we watched cartoons, we laughed, we talked, we napped, we hung out, we laughed some more, we hit the new punching bag in the basement, we visited with grandparents, some of us texted dumb Christmas gifs to family members and we ate frozen pizza. Mostly it was my favorite day because it was full of simple, sweet love. LOVE!
Tim surprised me with one of the sweetest and most meaningful gifts of my life. Here's a quick backstory...years ago when Peyton and Lucy were babies, Tim and I were broke. I mean broker than broke. Just like out of an early 20th century novel, we sold our wedding rings to pay the bills. We were living on love, literally. Fancy rings were never our thing anyway. I mean we just wanted to provide for our family and make up for financial mistakes we had made. Over the years things got better financially (a little, lol), but we never replaced our rings. It wasn't a big deal. We knew we were committed and our love was real and we didn't need rings. BUT Christmas morning, Tim gave me a new ring and I loved it. The way he gave it to me was so sweet and cheesy and out of a movie and by god it mattered to me. I was surprised how good it felt to be loved like that and receive a gift from Tim that represented our history and our future and oh my god, I cried and cried. I didn't know how much I needed to feel that. It felt so good.
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Here's a few pics from Christmas Eve and Christmas day.
Christmas Eve pre chruch pics are a tradition.
Seeing my family take up half a huge pew in church makes me giggle.
This scene ALWAYS makes me tear up.
Lucy letting me hold her hand during church is a serious Christmas Eve miracle.
Christmas Eve at Grandma's is getting crowded.Lol. Just how I remember it at my grandma's house.
Waiting for the fun to begin. I still think it's a bit wild that Tim has an identical twin and that they both like sweater vests. Ha!
Traditions!!!!!!!!!!!
My favorite picture maybe of all time of Tim and I. Our niece took it while we watched Wade read the Christmas story in front of the family for the first time. Baby Wade reading! I think this picture captures all the hope and pride the encouragement and the love of parenthood.
Back at the house....
Nobody plays foosball which bums me out completely but it's a great stocking holder!
Morning mayhem/magic!!!!
Our elf's last note this year.
I LOVE my new hat!!!!!!
Grandma and Bubba stop by for a visit and to see what the kids got every Christmas afternoon.
Watching dumb YouTube videos because why not.
Oh my god!!!!! New vinyl. I'm in heaven.
Blurry picture but look at these two! This was right before they punched each other. Lol.
Nature walk in pjs!
Snuggling with Wade and his new giraffe he named Connor. I didn't want to say good night...I didn't want the day to end.
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