I'm just getting over a bout of strep and let me tell you something. Strep sucks. BAD. I've never had it before and wow! Surprisingly brutal. I went to InstaCare Sunday morning, and no, I didn't time it like that to get out of my Relief Society lesson, which, I admit, I wasn't very prepared for. So I got me some Penicillin and I'm finally able to swallow and talk again. Anywho, I figured as long as I'm just chillin for hours on the couch I might as well finally post about the holidays.
So I was pretty much Scrooge this holiday season. I didn't want to put up the Christmas tree. Or the Christmas lights. Or decorations. Or go Christmas shopping. You get the picture. I'm not sure what it was, I just didn't want to do it. Don't worry, I did. I did it for the kiddos. And they had a great Christmas season. We made sure to teach them the true meaning of Christmas, but when it comes down to it and you're a kid, opening presents on Christmas morning is what the season is all about. It just is.
We have a fake tree, which is just fine with me. My parents go out and cut down a real tree, which is great because then my kids can still have the experience of going out for a real Christmas tree. This year Caleb got to go with them while me and Beckham stayed behind to get Jada from school. He had a great time finding a tree, playing in the snow, and learning how to shoot a rifle. What, is that not okay to teach a 4-year-old?




We really enjoyed our annual family Christmas party, complete with a nativity play (put on by the kids, directed by Melissa and me), a fun gift exchange game, lots and lots of food, and SANTA, clearly the highlight for the kids. Mary (aka Jada) and Joseph (aka Griffin) were so cute with baby Jesus (aka Easton). Caleb really wanted to be a "King" (wiseman) and I can't remember what Beckham was. Great mom, right? He wouldn't hold still, and I
was the director. I had a show to run! Beckham was mesmerized by Santa. See all the drool?




I didn't get many good pictures of Christmas morning. Here's the best we got.





Great Christmas, glad it's over:) What, I told you I was Scrooge.