Monday, January 11, 2010

Rewind- Christmas

We were going to spend Christmas morning at our house and go down to our parent's houses on the afternoon of Christmas day. But then at the last minute Troy got Christmas Eve off work, so we decided to head down a day early. We spent Christmas eve dinner with Troy's parents in Monticello. We ate yummy food, and they spoiled us rotten with tons of presents. We had a lot of fun visiting them, but in the mad rush to unpack at my parent's house and then jump in the car and head to Troy's parent's house, my camera got left behind, so no pictures. It was great though, trust me:)
The sleeping arrangements were strange that night with my dad sleeping in with Ethan and my mom sleeping in Adia's bed with her. My Grandma and Neldon slept over that night too. How fun to have Christmas morning with Grandparents AND great-grandparents right?! Troy and I had a blissful night's sleep with no one kicking us, peeing on us, waking us up for a drink, or needing "to talk". Around 5:30 on Christmas morning I think my Dad had enough of Ethan waking him up, and sent him into our room to get us up. After that we found out that everyone except Adia was already awake anyway, so we woke her up and got the morning started off right. Santa had used the key aunt Cassie and Uncle Levi had given us to come in. He had eaten his cookies, left reindeer milk on the front step, and a stash of presents by the fireplace. He left Ethan a "spider man gun that shoots webs"(The webs come out in the form of your choice of silly string or water) Now I hope that will stop him from looking for spiders to bite him so that he can have webs shoot out of his wrist... time will tell... Santa brought Adia an easy bake oven, and she has been in charge of family home evening treats ever since. The kids also got a whole ton of other great gifts including a guitar, a doll house, doll house furniture, a gun that shoots rubber balls at an eye popping speed, and two really awesome sleds (Post on the sleds yet to come) to name a few things. We played with Christmas presents all day and ate too much food. In the afternoon we went to my grandma and grandpa Fuller's and visited with them. It was great until Ethan tried to "cook" some dried apples on their wood stove and ended up with some nasty burns on his fingers. Oh well, maybe someday he will learn that when mom says "don't touch that, it's hot." she isn't kidding...
The next day we went to visit Uncle Levi's family and Uncle Jeremy's family for a little while. Then Aunt Bobbi, Uncle Jim and Kalista came out to Grandma's house and we made doughnuts and opened even more presents, and ate even more food!
The next day we went to church and then the kids stayed with Grandma and Grandpa while Troy and I came home for a few days to ourselves.
It was a really great Christmas. Thanks to everyone who made our holidays wonderful, and who make our life great all year round! Ethan's gun came with a mask that he insisted on wearing until he kept running into things because he couldn't see anything out of it.

Trying out the sleds.

Opening THE BIG ONE


Strapping on the web shooter as Troy tells him "If you shoot me...or mom...or Grandma, or Grandpa...or Grandma Bobbie or Neldon I will take it away. And don't shoot Adia, or the TV, or the furniture... Maybe you better go outside for this, get your coat on..."



Adia telling us what's what.




Adia putting the furniture that Grandma and Grandpa gave her into the doll house that Dad and I built for her. I need to take a picture of it, it's really beautiful. All of our hard work was totally worth it.





Grandpa reading the letter from Santa thanking the kids for being good and telling them to check out on the porch for their reindeer milk (The kids choose a gift to give to Jesus each year -being kind, doing what's right, donating toys etc.- and in return Santa leaves them reindeer milk -milk that tastes like sugary vanilla cream that freezes slightly after being left on the porch all night and turns into pure heavenly bliss- because Santa knows what it's all about. Santa loves Jesus too!)

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