Alivia's Birthday Playdate

Since Alivia did not get to invite all her friends to her Build A Bear party, she wanted to invite two good friends from school for a playdate. We had originally thought about an overnight, but thankfully no one really seemed up to it. In the end, I am not sure we are ready for those, either.

Charis and Lucy came over for the day and despite the rain, they seemed to have a fun time. They painted fingernails, played with Barbies, had snacks and rode the electric cars up and down the sidewalks.

We love almost all aspects about Veritas, except that it is so far and her friends live so far away from us.

From L-->R: Charis, Lucy and Alivia

My Little Baker

One gift that has not lost its luster is Alivia's Easy Bake Oven. That girl loves to bake. She loves to get into her baker's hat and apron and help out anytime I bake and sometimes even while making dinner.

She's about to lose her 2nd front tooth - that thing is dangling by a thread!

Christmas Eve and Day 2012

Peyton and Emily and the girls went to Florida this year, so that just left our family with Mimi and Grandpa. Mama T came down from Fort Worth as well.

On Christmas Eve we went to the Kendall's for their annual Gumbo dinner. Santa visited and passed out gifts. John was absolutely petrified and would not even look at Santa while he was there. I felt so bad for him! We left pretty early to get the kids down to bed.

My kids know that Santa is not real so that changes things up a bit for Christmas Day. I told them they could open their stockings when they got up, but had to wait to open their gifts. I wrapped all of their presents so there was much anticipation by the time Daddy and I had gotten up around 7:30.

The living room just seemed to explode with gifts and wrapping paper - we were done opening all of our gifts in about 10 minutes. It was chaos! Mimi, Grandpa and Mama T arrived about an hour later - just in time to show off all the gifts and play a bit before we headed over to Mesa Drive for presents from them.

We headed home for naps and then returned for an amazing beef tenderloin with mushroom gravy that was so good. It beats turkey in my book any day. The day seemed to be over in the blink of an eye. . . doesn't it always seem that way? I'm so thankful to be able to experience this time of year through my kids' eyes.

Mimi and her sidekick (10 months) at the Kendall's

Gathering for the prayer before the meal

Daddy and his sidekick (2 1/2 years)

Alivia and Santa

Will and Santa

Christmas Day - look at the floor - see baby Matthew almost buried in the stuff?

Will was loving it. Matthew. . . not so sure

Matthew has started to really pull up - no signs of walking yet

The aftermath!

We tried to really stress the meaning of Christmas - it's hard - but felt like being honest about Santa was a good way to start

Alivia's favorite gift - Barbie Dream House from Mimi and Grandpa

My Little Angel

Will had his annual Christmas Chapel and looked so cute in his get-up. I'm not sure how much he actually sang, but he seemed to enjoy all the activity and smiled and waved to me and Alivia throughout the performance.

It's Potty (training) Time for John!

Today was Day #1. He did great. He had about 4 accidents but by the end of the day told me that he needed to go and went pee pee on the potty! I swear by this "one day" method. I don't really think it is truly one day, but it definitely is an intense approach to getting started on the right foot. There is no turning back now!

John with "Tinkles" the potty doll

My supplies! Plus lots of candy and juice (and attempted patience)

Merry Christmas 2012!

Our beautiful Christmas card designed by Jill Baumhover at JillBee Designs.

Santa Pic

I guess this will just have to do this year. I attempt to get a Santa shot every year but John was absolutely petrified of the man and would not even look at him. He asked up until Christmas if he was ever going to have to see Santa again and if Santa was coming to our house. Poor little guy.

And I just did not have it in me to dress the kids up cute. . . maybe next year?!