Our 12th Day of Christmas--Christmas Day--was lovely, however. As it should be.
Our children slept in until 9:30! I would say I didn't know how we got so lucky, except I do. We all sleep together on mattresses in the playroom and Sophia chatterboxed at all of us until well past midnight. I think this is the first Christmas she really truly understands and she was just so darn excited!
Excited, and worried. All night it was, "What about if Santa forgets where our house is?" and "What about if Santa doesn't remember us?" and "What about if Santa can't see our house?" until she started over again. Joel and I just about missed playing Santa in our effort to stay awake longer than the children, and then all of Sophia's fears would have been confirmed!
But Santa came, as he always does.
Bria had asked for clothes only this year. And especially a pair of black suede ruched boots (and yes, she was that specific). This picture practically drives a stake through my heart as it proves that she is growing up. She looks way too old! But she sure is beautiful, and she sure looks adorable in the clothes she wanted so badly.
Chloe and Sophia both asked Santa Claus for Leapsters. They were pleasantly surprised when they both got one (they didn't think that could happen) and even with a few games for them to share, too! This picture cracks me up, both of them wearing almost everything they received. Sophia in her new swimsuit and coverup and her new sparkly pink "fashion" purse (which is full of all kinds of "fashion" stuff, like make-up) right next to her and Chloe in her Christmas PJs, a new hat, necklace and awesome lime green vest. They were glued to those things most of the day.
Unless they were playing with their American Girl dolls from Mamah and Grandpa, that is. But that's a whole other post.
As for Joel and me, Santa treated us well this year, too.
But mostly, we were together, and we had a truly wonderful Christmas this year.