I don't think anyone got too hurt, except it is still uncertain whether Greg really gave his nephew a concussion or not ...
I was lucky enough to be able to go extreme sledding on Christmas Eve. Luckily, I don't think I taught any of the little ones any new words this year. Or if I did, hopefully it was in too high of a frequency for them to understand.
Extreme sledding selfie |
This year, the nativity was read by Greg and Sofi was the cutest little angel you ever did see.
I bet this was the first nativity that included a helicopter. |
The full effect. Somehow that wiseman's headdress thing managed to stay on despite Sofia trying to pull it off. Luckily we had cousin Megan who was willing to hold baby Jesus and the Sofia Loaf.
Sofi with grandma Kathy. Nice photobomb Megan :) |
The christmas light necklace never gets old. I keep telling Greg we need to go back to Disneyland during Christmas to get one. I don't think I've convinced him ... yet.
Chasing Sam. |
All bundled up and ready for Santa to come. |
Sofi's excited to see her buddy Megan |
We had a fun, relaxing day and it was so nice to be able to vedge in our own place. It's the first time since we've been married that we haven't been staying with someone. We had absolutely no plans whatsoever, and it was sooooooo nice. We were able to facetime the family though, just to prove we were still on the planet.
Sofi playing with the trains |
Surrounded by the Christmas goods. She didn't know where to look first. |
Sofi played hard that day and was so fun to watch. She didn't know what to do with all the news toys. She pretty much went from hardly anything to toy overload.
Sofi and her Daddy had to play a little bit before getting ready for bed.
Our little thing we did this year, which was so fun, was to read a Christmas story together each night before Sofi went to bed. Greg was the narrator and Sofi and I were the lucky participants. I hope this is something we can do every year.
The day after Christmas wasn't so fun. I woke up feeling crappy and Greg later developed the same symptoms that same day. Luckily, Sof was a spring chicken and didn't show any lack of energy whatsoever. While Greg and I crashed in the front room waiting to die, Sof looked down at us like we were slugs - probably wondering what the heck we were doing on the floor while she was everywhere else.
Poor Greggy passed out on the couch |
Luckily, it turned out to be pretty much a 24 hr. thing and we were up and kickin' the next day.
What a whirlwind of a holiday we had. It was a busy, fun-filled week with family. I often feel sad that there is all of this build-up to Christmas, and it is all of the sudden over in just a short 24 hours. Oh well, 'tis the season. I'm so grateful for the memories we made of our first little Christmas together, and I can't believe this amazing year is over. 2015 was a good one, and I can hardly wait to see what 2016 has in store.
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