Christmas was a lot of fun. When I was a kid I never understood why my parents didn't care about getting presents. I knew what Christmas was really about, but still under all of my pretending that I didn't care about presents, I really did. Now that I am married and have a child of my own, it all really makes sense. Christmas morning is all really about the kids and, although Abi is still a little young to really know what's going on, she still had fun opening presents, and that really makes it all worth it.
This is us Christmas Eve. We had Christmas the night before at our house because of some family members' work schedules. It was still fun.
Here's Abi opening some of her presents...
and helping Grandpa open some of his.
Of course what's a holiday without the grub? This year we all made a dish to share. We all thought it was so much fun, we decided to make it a yearly tradition.


Abi's favorite was the chow mein.


Abi's favorite was the chow mein.
The next day, Christmas, the three of us headed over to my parents' house to visit and open presents there. We had the opportunity to talk to my younger brother who is serving a mission in the "Baltic" mission, which consists of Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia. When we arrived, my grandparents were there and everyone was crowded around the newly-purchased phone fully equipped with speaker phone capabilities.

It was hard to talk one at a time (I expect that's from the excitement) and we spent most of the time repeating ourselves, but it was great to speak with him and it was kind of exciting to know that we would see him in person in just a few months when he arrives home this spring.
The best part was when my nephew, Rowan, understood what we were doing and started yelling into the phone. Abi saw Rowan and started to yell and bang on the table. So cute.

It was hard to talk one at a time (I expect that's from the excitement) and we spent most of the time repeating ourselves, but it was great to speak with him and it was kind of exciting to know that we would see him in person in just a few months when he arrives home this spring.
The best part was when my nephew, Rowan, understood what we were doing and started yelling into the phone. Abi saw Rowan and started to yell and bang on the table. So cute.








