Christmas Eve day was admittedly a little nuts. The kids were super on one and my nerves were pretty shot with all the fighting/whining. But after one last brawl over nativity roles, I'd say everyone pulled their Christmas Spirit together just in the nick of time!

Leah=bare-midriffed angel or sheep; Reese=Mary; Claire=angel, who really brought it with her solo of "Angels We Have Heard On High"; & Everett=Joseph, who was insistent about carrying his Buzz Lightyear gun to "protect Baby Jesus from all the bad guys." The frequent gun shots paired lovely with his intermittent bursts of singing "Peace On Earth!"
Christmas morning--oh was Christmas morning fun! The excitement bursting from these Littles of mine is always quite contagious.

Luckily, Santa knew Tom's brother, Jeff, was in town as well and left some beef jerky and a gas gift card for his drive out to Connecticut.










2 comments:
I was curious as to why there were 7 stockings; good thing you mentioned Tom's brother. It seems like Christmas was magical for the kids, and even you for portions of it. :) I love the Buzz Lightyear gun for protection. How sweet. We do fondue Christmas Eve. It's the one meal my husband looks forward all year to.
Merry Christmas!! I love the intense protection of the baby Jesus. And how cute is Leah with her baby doll! Love it.
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