Abbey is obsessed with this Grinch skirt. I mean, it's nice I'm getting my money's worth, but she has so many nice outfits and she even wants this on to go to bed! Here she is after her shower Christmas Eve (yes, Abbey LOVES showers. EVERY DAY.) with her outfit.
Our Bailey who takes so much love from the girls. Adam has never bothered her. At this point, she will jump up on the couch to sit with him if he's there. Which I love.
Abbey looking out at the snow. I had a lot of cooking to do for people coming that night, including some tree cookies that Adam requested for Santa.
Todd had stayed up the night before making whoopie pies while I wrapped upstairs. We were both exhausted, but it was a huge weight to know for the first time in my adult life, I didn't have a mound of wrapping ahead of me.
Homemade meat sauce and meatballs brewing.
The cookies Adam and I had made the day before for Santa. Chocolate chip. And Adam made that snowman artwork at school for us. It's his feet! I LOVE it!
Some of Adam's Christmas artwork. Along with the spider and apple he can't bear for me to take down.
And the letter he wrote to Santa. Santa brought him his fire station and the evil batman penguin toy he wanted.
Abbey hanging out in the kitchen. She brought in her chair to be with me. Yes, that's a different shirt.
She was parked under Wally George, our elf. She was talking to him and telling him about the snow outside.
I put on some Christmas tunes and they were dancing.
Too cute. Abbey even made a "stage" and got her microphone.
Adam wanted to go outside and make a baby snowman, so we did. I had a lot to do, but it occurred to me that this was what Christmas was about. He wanted to make a snowman out of Christmas snow. Like Frosty. Which is probably why he got so sad when it melted, come to think of it.
Why do you have a camera outside Mom?
Overall, the day was full of Christmas Eve excitement and not too stressful. I will be wrapping ahead in the future...it made a huge difference in how I felt! The kids had been bouncing off the walls all week. The night before, Abbey had tried to stay up as she had gotten confused and thought THAT was when Santa was coming. I found her at midnight against her door, half asleep and talking about Santa. This is who Christmas is for...
Looks like you had the full-out family experience for Christmas. I remember texts about feeling like you'd collapse. But, I guess that is easy to forget once you get the reward of watching your hard work unfold.
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