This was our first Christmas to not be in Oklahoma-with all of our family. We had always been with family on Christmas Eve, at our house with just us- briefly on Christmas morning, then back to other families' house for the rest of the day. So I had been thinking a lot about what we would do this Christmas. We had decided we wanted to be at HOME on Christmas, and go to Oklahoma right after. I was trying to decide what would we eat, what would we do, etc. I thought this would probably be the start of some new traditions for our family. Sort of set the precedence for how we would DO things from now on. Well let's just say I hope NOTHING about this Christmas becomes a new tradition for us!.......
The week of Christmas the boys had the stomach bug early in the week. I was crossing my fingers, but I knew it was bound to happen. Christmas Eve morning I woke up about 5am with the bug. It was the sickest I had been in a LONG time. After the vomiting stopped I just felt like I had been run over by a truck and beat with a baseball bat! Every inch of my body hurt. It took everything I had to get out of bed and watch the kids open a couple of presents and Brent read the story of Jesus' birth from the Bible. Oh, and doing the Santa thing. If ever there was a time that I wished Santa was real-THIS was IT! I wrapped a few small things and did the stockings, but Brent had to put together a huge doll house by himself. I was miserable. Ok, enough whining. You get that I was sick, right?
Christmas morning I still felt bad, but much better. We got up and opened presents just in the nick of time. As soon as we were done, Hollace started puking and Brent was right behind her. Merry Christmas! So as for the new traditions. There are none. We did manage to do the presents, read the Christmas story and leave a treat for Santa, but nothing new. And I have no idea what anyone ate on Christmas Eve-and I didn't care. I think maybe saltines and Sprite was about the only thing eaten in our house for 48 hrs.
Here are the few pics we managed to get:
Thad hanging his ornament on his first Christmas. He was still throwing up on Christmas Eve too.
Here are the three kiddos in their jammies with their three stockings. I love that we have three stockings on the mantle now. (Do you think I need a new picture on the mantle?)
This is as good as it got. Rhett and his usual picture face. (Do you think Thad needs a haircut here?)
Reading the Christmas story:
I think these next two are the only pics I took on Chrstmas Day. They pretty much sum it up. Doesn't he look sweet with his princess blanket and pillow?