This year, on the days leading up to Christmas, we had a delicious dinner with our close friends in town, had another with my mama & three brothers who flew in to see us. We also decorated gingerbread men for Santa, ate so many home cooked meals, wrapped too many gifts, sent Christmas cards out late, again, watched a plethora of Christmas movies, and even got a date in, too. (Thanks, mom!) Christmas Eve we read the Bible story of the Savior's birth near the tree, and then I stuffed stockings, and set up Santa's loot after Ana fell asleep. Which gave me butterflies. Being a mom during the holidays is pure magic. I cannot believe it was Christmas day last year that we were announcing our pregnancy. She woke up on Christmas day in the sweetest mood, we ate waffles, and she was far more enthusiastic about opening her gifts than I thought she would be. Christmas 2013 will forever be one of my favorite memories.
Now it is time to get our home back to normal, and switch gears into 'moving mode'. Oy. T-minus 48 days until we say "Sayonara, America."