This year was the first time we experienced Christmas as our own little family. We woke up and did Santa Claus alone! It was different not being with ALL my family Christmas morning, but it was also special to realize we are becoming a family on our own with our own traditions, etc. I thought since the boys are only a little over 2 years old that it might not be as exciting but I was wrong. Clay and I had the best time setting up Christmas presents the night before. We couldn't wait to see them come down the stairs and see what "Santa" had brought them... As we did in my family, we read the Christmas story of Jesus' arrival and then sang "Hark The Harold". I almost started crying realizing that I was doing this for them just like my parents had done for me. We weren't a huge SANTA family (meaning once we asked if he was real, they said he wasn't) but we did say he came and I have special memories from those years. Here are some pics from our Christmas morning...
I’ve Never Been Here Before {my book}
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