On Christmas Eve Jenna and I went to a party with friends. Then Paul picked us up, we did our final devotional and put baby Jesus on our tree, Jenna opened new PJ's, and we put out cookies and carrots. Jenna had to make sure there were enough carrots for all the reindeer!
Apparently our tradition for Christmas morning is being woken up ridiculously early by Paul, because I just can't stop him! He's such a big kid!
That's why we all look so tired:
When Paul finally managed to drag us out of bed, we put cinnamon rolls in the oven (that helps wake me up!), read the story of Christ's birth from Luke 2 (a tradition from my family), then ripped open all our gifts before getting ready for church.
We were pretty excited to watch Jenna open her presents. We were so sure that her reactions were going to be hilariously extravagant, because every time we come home from the store with a gallon of milk she jumps up and down and screams for joy "you got milk for ME?" (seriously). Surely a whole gaggle of presents warrants at least as good of a reaction, right?
Sadly, she was pretty calm about the whole thing. She may have still been tired.
It wasn't until later when she got to play with everything that she got really excited.
| When she came into the room, she pointed at the easel and said "I like that! That's a good present." very matter-of-fact like. It was so funny. |
| I still think she's too young for barbies, but she sure loves them! She brings them with her all over the house! |
| Oh boy, her very own camera from grandpa! By the next day she had taken over 200 pictures! |
We are so grateful to all our friends and family who thought of us this year! It was a wonderful day!
Thank You, and have a Happy New Year!