Christmas Day morning was spent at our home with our little family of three. Conor and I have decided to open our presents after we get home on Christmas Eve, that way we can enjoy some quiet time when Emma is asleep, and Christmas morning can be spent with Emma opening and enjoying her presents. (Santa was great to mommy this year! I got a Wii Fit Plus and a set of golf clubs and a golf bag!) After we enjoyed our Christmas morning at home, we went to Conor's parents' house to continue the Christmas morning tradition. We opened stockings upstairs, presents downstairs, and had a wonderful omelet breakfast. After a short nap at home, we went to my parents' for dinner and opened up more presents. We had some family friends in town for a wedding we were all going to on Saturday, so it was nice catching up.
I know this is a Christmas blog entry, but so much has happened in the past few weeks. Emma is now a full fledged crawler and she will pull herself up on anything that is even remotely stable. While Conor and I were at a wedding Saturday night, Conor's sister and her husband, Sterling and Guga, babysat Emma for us. When we got home, they told us that she had climbed the entire staircase twice!!!!! I know little boys and girls are supposed to be different in their behaviors as babies and toddlers, but this little one is fearless!
Listening very carefully to Bebe reading on Christmas eve!
Evan and Emma with my parents and our good family friend, Olga.
Emma loves her grandpa
Emma getting some lovin' from Grandma
Christmas morning at our house
She LOVES this giraffe. So does our dog who constantly mistakes it for one of his rubbery squeaky toys.
Our tree this year was Emma's tree (which is probably how it will be every year from now on). We didn't have any breakable ornaments on it, it was filled with lots of soft ornaments and toys. We thought it was fitting as this was our first Christmas with a little one in the home.
Christmas morning... In case I forgot to tell you, Emma's new thing is blowing raspberries...
This is one of those moments where the parent is more excited than the child. Emma could care less right now about her first doll. I even wrapped her presents in tissue paper so that she would have fun opening them. Yeah, these things really don't matter. Lessons learned.
At Conor's parents' house Christmas Day... we learned that Emma LOVES candy canes. ALOT. I hadn't even realized that she had broken through the plastic and had been sucking on the candy cane for quiet some time.
Conor had the live chicken. I had the cooked chicken. Emma was confused by it all.
Smile! Hanging out with Conor's sisters and our brother-in-law.
Dancin' to Dylan with her Tias...
Happy holidays to everyone and may your new year be filled with many blessings!