For the first time we stayed home for Christmas. It was lovely to be in our own space and not be exhausted from making the rounds to all the relatives. My parents and my sister joined us early on Christmas eve and Landon was beside himself with all the excitement. I have to admit, I was too. Knowing how much Landon would enjoy opening gifts, new toys, and having his parents, grandparents and aunt around all day to play with him, had me more excited for Christmas morning that I've been in probably 20 years. Landon and I actually woke everyone up at 6 a.m.! The anticipation was just too great.
It was such a fun morning. L really didn't have that many gifts, and yet he didn't finish opening them until 4pm just because he was so overwhelmed and overstimulated he had to take multiple naps throughout the day. RJ got me the most wonderful pair of boots that deserve a blog post all on their own. And as usual, my mom outdid herself showering out family with lovely things.
But more than the gifts I really enjoyed being in my own home surrounded by those I love most. I felt strangely grown-up as I prepared Christmas dinner and set the table with my grandmother's china. My heart warmed watching my mother snuggle Landon in front of a movie and my father take him on a tricycle ride around our front driveway. How I enjoyed sipping wine and laughing with my sister who I don't get to see near enough, and I was so proud to be forever linked to a man who prayed at our table with incredible leadership and conviction. It was a beautiful day to celebrate the birth of Christ.
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