Writing about Christmas before January is over? Boo-yah! Clearly I am on a roll this year!
But lets just all pretend, okay?
As you know, I have been a lame-brain this last year (terminology taken from "Houseboat" with Cary Grant) and didn't decorate our house for a single holiday.
*gasp* Mortifying. I had to eat a whole bag of chocolate to make myself feel better about it.
But before you come after me with pitchforks and torches, I will have you know that I really stepped up for Christmas.
I even went so far as to bust out the tree. *patting self on back*
Even if that tree is STILL the not quite 6-foot thing Hubby and I bought our first Christmas.
I prop it up in food storage boxes so it appears taller.
I think it does wonders for its self-esteem.
Jackson was pretty enthralled with the whole thing,
In past years I have tried to have some semblance of order on the tree.
This year I gave up on that entirely and just let the kids do their thing.
Okay, so I DID move around a couple ornaments. But only when there were ten or more snowflakes on the same branch.
And for the first time ever, Hubby put the lights on the house! Wahoo!
I have always done it in the past.
Except last year. Having a nine month pregnant woman waddling around the roof top would not have have been the best idea.
Terrifying? No doubt.
But definitely not wise.
I have my moments.
And yes, the kids have their roller blades on. Because that's what you do right? Roller blade in the frigid air because there's no snow yet?
While I may have stepped up in the decorating department, I managed to fail Christmas Eve.
This is my family eating dinner Christmas Eve.
I know everyone looks incredibly grouchy (except Jackson) but I promise they weren't.
Well okay, Claira was.
What were they eating?
Frozen, (well, cooked of course) from a box!
*hanging head in shame*
I'm not even the one who cooked it. Hubby did!
In my defense though, I was gone a lot of the day.
*sigh* Okay, lame excuse.
After our rather fabulous holiday meal, Hubby watched "White Christmas" for the first time ever!
Yes, Claira. I'll take your picture,
Where was I? Oh yes.
So we all watched "White Christmas".
Jackson especially loved the singing and dancing.
We may have to watch is all year long just so Jackson can bust out his dance moves.
After the movie was over, the kids tackled me and frantically exclaimed that we hadn't made chocolate covered carrots for the reindeer!
Seriously, cookies for Santa was an after-thought.
I can't remember who's fault it is that this tradition even got started.
Mine, or Savannah's.
I'll just blame her.
Jackson, what are you doing?
Jacob said the carrots were specifically for Comet, and that next year we could make carrots for the other reindeer.
I seriously doubt Comet was allowed to play reindeer games later that night.
Well, we eventually were able to convince the kids NOT to sleep in the living room, and NOT to sneak upstairs because they thought we had gone to sleep.
So Santa was finally able to come by.
And hubby and I actually made it to bed by midnight.
We rewarded ourselves by eating chocolate-covered carrots.