Attempting to record and hold on to the day-by-day moments of this not so ordinary family of four.
Friday, December 28, 2012
Christmas Morning...
Brayden woke up at 7:07 a.m. to be exact. I wasn't quite ready to be up that early and I knew Jason wasn't either, so I told Brayden to go play in his room for a bit until we were ready to get up. It worked! Up to his room he went, not for long though. I think it was 5 minutes before he was back downstairs.
I was now awake and started thinking about a few things I could get done in the kitchen before the festivities began, so out of bed I got. Hard to believe the day was finally here. Christmas. The day Jesus came to earth in the form of a baby to be our Saviour and King. The greatest gift we would ever receive. Blessed to have accepted it.
We let Jason sleep in until 8:00 a.m. By 8:30 we were all gathered in the living room and ready to begin when Jason got a splinter in his big toe while trying to dust the TV stand. Guess my husband learned his lesson that you don't dust with your bare feet, at least wear a sock. Maybe he learned, I hope he learned. For the next 10 minutes of our Christmas morning I spent trying to get Jason's splinter out. Success, and on with our Christmas.
First we take turns opening our stockings...
Gifts from Santa...Sarah got a ticket stub diary to keep memories of special events she has attended. Brayden got a Room-A-Rang.
Other special memories...
Our own little Captain America
Daddy's gifts - Baseball cards and Star Wars key chain
Gift cards and Legos from the Hutchcraft family
That's what I am talking about! - Money for golf
"The ABC's of Brayden", a scrapbook I made for him.
Money and a trip to the mall!
What?! An iTunes gift card
My husband is an amazing wrapper. The front looks beautiful, but the back has a lot to be desired.
A gift for Daddy and Brayden - Star Wars Angry Birds
After opening all our wonderful presents we enjoyed our traditional breakfast of breakfast casserole, cinnamon rolls and four-fruit punch. Yum!
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