A Christmas to Remember

Awwww, Christmas... What can I say, but it was another Christmas to remember. I found last year's DVD of Christmas morning of my family. Steve recorded Conner waking up, when he was just a wee babe. I sobbed silently to myself. My baby is growing up.

This year if you recorded me waking up on Christmas morning, you would find me waking up at 5:00 a.m.. No, no-no, it was not by choice. The husband was snoring so loudly, he woke me from my peaceful somber. Turd.

A couple of days before Christmas, Cody and his friends went sledding... ATV style.

Here's my manly-man of a husband pulling Cody and his friends with our four-wheeler. He's a manly man, because only real men don't wear their winter coats outside, in the rigid winter air and snow. Oh no, a hoody will do.

Wipe out!

We also attended Cody's choir recital. Cody joining the choir was a complete shock. I believe he did it for the girls. The recital was silly, entertaining, and under one hour. Cody made silly faces at us and even managed to perform the little dance moves. I could tell it was torture for him.

Sorry about the quality of the picture. This is as good as it gets, when you are trying to take a picture and wrestle a toddler at the same time. Notice how he actually strikes a "smile" even in the middle of a performance? I'm telling ya, the kid has talents.

Christmas Eve was busy. We delivered the last of our "friends and neighbors" gifts, did some last minute shopping, cleaned the house, worked on the last order of ornaments, then spent the rest of the day, and majority of the night, sewing pajama bottoms for the three boys that I live with. I hadn't wrapped one gift and thanks to my Mom and Brothers, we managed to wrap all of the gifts before 1:00 a.m..

Here are the pajama bottoms that I slaved on all day and night on. I made them from soft fleece with pictures of vintage cowboys on them. So cute.

On Christmas morning, our rule is that no one can open gifts until 7:00 a.m.. It's mainly because I've been up until the wee hours of the night and I need my sleep. But since my husband's snoring woke me up at 5:00 a.m., I decided to make a breakfast casserole. Cody woke up at 5:30 a.m. and since he couldn't open any gifts yet, I made him help me make the casserole. How much do you want to make a bet he will stay in his room until 7:00 a.m. next year?

Cody opened gifts...

and Conner sat on the gifts.

The past 3 months, or so, Cody has tried to convince Santa (us) to get him Rock Band for Christmas. During the most inopportune various moments of silence, sleep, and even church, the words, "I want Rock Band" would burst out of Cody's mouth. We were worried he obtained a rare form of turrets. We got the hint.

Rock Band has brought out the Rock Stars, in us. Rock on Cody! Rock on Conner!

The husband did good this year and got me the fun and dandy software that can take off double chins and even add a hairy mole, if you would like. Oh yeah, he got me Photoshop Elements 7. There is much to learn. I learned to do this today. I likey.

This Christmas was memorable, mainly because of my family. I love them with all of my heart and feel so blessed to have them in my life. I hope all of your Christmas' were just as special!