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My hope was that the pretty packaging made up for my part in the whole UPS-can't-get-their-you-know-what-together for Christmas fiasco, where I had to print out pictures of some Christmas presents.
I hope you all had a fantastic day with your family and friends. We are happy, full, and exhausted.
...and to all a good night!
Our card, from My Little Buffalo. And yes, for those who asked, Ken apparently had a huge growth spurt this year. ;)
...took a little unplanned blog break there, had a stomach virus knock me off my feet for a few days last week.
Christmas is in full swing around here. And it is magical. Charlie is at a fantastic age where he believes it all, all the magic, and questions none of it.
He smiled the entire time. Just like that.
Clara did not. She loves to talk about Santa. But that's where the relationship ends for her.
The stockings are hung.
Our favorite ornaments are on the tree.
The kid's school crafts are on display.
I love a humongous poinsettia.
Our little tree is up on the porch. Charlie said this is how Santa will know to come to our house.
And the wrapping has begun.
Only six more days. We can't wait.
...from the fabulous Maria (and her equally fabulous husband, Drew):
...sometimes being a paper snob is really hard.
(What is it the kids call that? #Firstworldproblems?)
I usually start looking for a Christmas card around September 1 and finalize my decision arouuuuund December 15. Painful.
I did some looking this year, and here's some I really, really liked (note, some of the ones that are an illustration, I would've probably printed our family photo on the back).
Christmas Beetle | E.M. Papers
It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year | Jolie Made
I ended up going in a completely different direction. That I love. Will share it here once it hits the mail.
...I posted this picture on Instagram the other day:
Clara and Gracie act completely like litter mates. They are about the same height. They run and chase each other. They nip at each other. They vie for their momma's attention. If Gracie could laugh, I bet she'd be laughing right along with Clara.
And they are impossible to get a picture of.
It's happening, you know, I am falling in love with her. Mostly because my kids already are.