This Christmas was off to a slow start, with two pregnant women in their third trimester, one toddler, one stressed out husband rushing to finish finals and one wonderful mommy dearest trying to pick up
everyone's slack. We didn't even get up all of our decorations until the week of Christmas, but that was when Noah was able to start his vacation, so I think it was a nice surprise for him to come home to all the pretty lights and ornaments.
My ever-talented Ben made this adorable table and chairs for Hope to enjoy her tea sets. I had a table similar to this when I was young and that is probably my most memorable childhood Christmas morning. Knowing Ben, I begged him several times to keep it simple and home-made looking. I know it was a struggle for him; I'm sure if I'd have let him he would have made a very fancy and detailed one for his little princess. It turned out perfect (just as I imagined) and little
Hopie couldn't stop smiling about her tea table Christmas morning.
Noah is getting old enough now that Santa has a hard time delivering reasonably priced and useful gifts for him to enjoy. Luckily, everything came together at the last minute and Noah had plenty of pleasant surprises to unwrap. A couple of the presents are Harry Potter books. I am proud to say that my eight year old genius can read and actually understand those
ridiculously thick books. :)
Noah has been the designated Santa for the past couple of Christmas mornings. He does a great job passing out all the presents. Ben
labeled one of my presents To: A Wonderful Mommy and when Noah read that he
delivered it promptly to grandma
Bosley. :) See mom, all the years we've told you how wonderful you are, what better proof than that?
This is Noah delivering a gift to Aunt Cheryl.
This is Noah playing with an Alien guy from his
Lego building set. I love his eyebrows in this picture.
Noah was set on catching Santa this year and finally after days of trying to convince him that Christmas would be a lot more fun if he just enjoyed the surprise he said he would wait till next year. Santa didn't want to risk it though so he piled gift boxes at Noah's bedroom door with a sign that said "Better luck next year". When Noah opened the door at 4:30 am all the boxes came crashing in on him. (They were empty so it didn't hurt).
After everyone finished unwrapping their presents Chef Ben made everyone a yummy omelet and pancake breakfast.
Thanks so much to grandpa
Bosley who was Santa's helper this year and made this Christmas possible. Love you dad!