The month of December was a complete blur filled with overindulgence on candies, cookies, cakes, hot chocolate, and anything involving sugar and frosting. I don't think I had a single complex carb or vegetable the entire month. And I've gone the entire month without exercising...there goes my waistline. Along with all of the holiday goodies and fantastic eating, we've seen Christmas lights, played in the snow and went to see A Christmas Carol, which was fantastic. We've had so much fun being with family. Devin had the entire week of Christmas off and I'm not looking forward to Wednesday when he'll have to go back to work. I love having my family around me and having no where to go and making it up a day at a time.
The boys were able to meet Santa for the first time (well they met him last year but didn't really care for the guy) and Nate even managed to actually request a present this year. Lights. Yup, all he wanted for Christmas was a strand of Christmas lights. Done and done. I am not a mom who is willing to take her children to the mall just to sit on Santa's lap so it was a good thing I happen to know the real Santa. He stopped off at our house a few days before Christmas and when he came in the boys were practically naked, one of them had a stinky diaper, and one of them started shooting him repeatedly with a toy gun. Welcome, Santa. Does that put them on the naughty list, or just the I'll-be-keeping-my-eye-on-you list?

And we tried to get out Christmas cards this year, but we were all sick for the first three weeks of the month so we improvised. And you would think that if we gave the boys some candycanes to eat as we took pictures, that it would make them happy. But even with candy, taking pictures is the most miserable thing you could ask them to do. Needless to say, this year we did not send out Christmas cards.The Sunday before Christmas. They love to play in the garden area in front of my parents house, so this is the only place I can quickly catch a picture of them while they are smiling.
My little men
Christmas Day is a whirlwind of presents and food. When we woke the boys up in the morning we asked asked them if they knew who came in the night. Nathan said "Santa! Presents! Oh boy!" Every time we go to wake them up in the morning or from their nap, they always say "Open presents! Santa Came!" or something along those lines. They seem to be a little disappointed when they run out to where the Christmas tree was and realize that Santa did not come. They are going to learn real quick that Santa only comes once a year.
We spent Christmas eve and Christmas morning with the Farrs and the rest of Christmas at our house/my parents house.

