Some years the holiday(s) just goes by so fast I don’t take enough pics. This year we had a wonderful Christmas (which is really 2 very full days), full of happy tears, sad tears, stories, jokes, food, gifts, family and then even more food. I was very mindful this year–and perhaps a little melancholy–that our baby is so far from coming home. I’m not depressed about it, just bummed that we’ll very likely spend even ANOTHER Christmas without him or her. But, fortunately, the excitement of celebrating with big families and little kids doesn’t leave you much time for the blues. Here’s an uncharacteristic bullet-point recap of some of our Christmas moments, in absolutely no order whatsoever.

-Grandpas wrestled. -Gifts made us laugh.
-Beautiful bows were hard to open.

-Pillow pets were the rage.

-Tutus ruled.

-Birdie got more pics taken than anyone else!

-Cousins were loved/smothered.

-Grandpas danced.

-Brothers helped.

-An ironic gift from two parents terrified of guns.

Early morning pictures did NOT flatter. (Can you tell which ONE member of the family was really excited to be awake? Presents opened and living room totally cleaned up by 7:10am. Yep.)

-Perfection in the imperfection.