Where to begin?
I love Christmas, but I'm always glad when it's over. I am still trying to get my house in order and put things away. Our house has basically become a smaller version of ToysRus and I can't seem to find a place for it all.
Emma is finally feeling better and for that I am very thankful. However, trying to give her medicine is like trying to wrestle a pig. She is not a fan and can wiggle and fight with the best of them. When she would see me getting her medicine out of the refrigerator she immediately wanted to kiss me as if she were pleading with me not to torture her. Con artist.
Thank goodness she is better because I ended up with a stomach bug over the last few days and it was not my friend. I felt horrible and am hoping that no one else gets it. GRAPHIC DETAILS.. while I was praying to the porcelain God Sunday night, Emma was standing over me making her little face and waving her hand in front of her nose letting me know that something doesn't smell so good. I finally got Bo's attention who rushed to save Emma from watching mom continue to hurl. It was not a pretty sight and thank God it's over.
Now, on to more pleasant things.
I see great things in this girl's future. Can you say Taylor Swift?
Did I mention that they are just plain goofy?
A tricycle too? This is just too much.
Christmas Eve at my mom's house. These are my 2 goofy nephews and my sister-in-law.
Did I mention that this one was just released from the home that night? WARNING, if you see this face and he says he can fix your car, DO NOT trust him!
This girl of mine doesn't stand a chance with all of these boys. Neither does any of her future boyfriends.
Nothing says Christmas like a KISS t-shirt.
My daddy would be so proud of his grandchildren. He loved Christmas and I always miss him the most around the holidays.
No, it wasn't raining inside my mom's house, but Emma was very happy to get an umbrella.
Opening presents with Aunt Susie. Emma looked adorable in her Christmas outfit, but then she got clothes from Aunt Susie and Uncle Jimmy and decided that she needed to change right away. So instead of a cute red dress, we wore a yellow shirt and jeans that were way too big. It made her very happy.
Listen Baby Jesus, I know you're in there.
Just looking too darn cute!
Cold! Emma's new favorite word is cold and she wraps her arms around herself and shivers. It's the cutest thing.
Helping mom make chex mix.
My future basketball star. The fact that she was able to tolerate this shirt that had not been washed for approximately a week after Ashton had left it in his gym bag is amazing. The smell was BAD.
We had a great Christmas. I loved seeing our family and spending some time together. Believe it or not, I still have more pictures that have not made it to the computer yet. Remember, stomach bug! I feel so hip, my husband surprised me with an IPOD touch and I am loving it. I was already happy with my Shark Steam Mop, but he went overboard.