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Christmas!

We were so blessed this year! Honestly there's no other way to describe it. We're usually worried and afraid money-wise each December but this month, even with some bigger bills showing up, we were blessed with several unexpected opportunities for extra income. Of course much of those opportunities came from family. We're so blessed to have such an amazing family. 

Christmas Eve I could hardly sleep, I was so excited for you, Kaybree! This year you finally began to grasp who Santa Claus is. We didn't go see him this year (we saw the Suns Santa Gorilla--which you LOVED and Eisley HATED) and I think you were pretty disappointed by that. But Christmas morning as soon as I was ready your dad ran into your room to wake you up. This turned out to be more difficult than we imagined. He changed your diaper and told you Santa had come and then he ran out of the room to show you all your gifts--and you climbed back into bed and pulled a blanket over your head. 

Once we got you up you were very excited! We got you some slippers and a pair of dress up princess shoes. Santa stuffed your stocking with finger paint for the bath tub and bubble gum. Then we went outside for the big gifts!

Katie and Robert had a princess bike in their garage that was not being used by their boys (for obvious reasons) so they gave it to us for free. I had to run outside Christmas morning to capture your face when you saw it.







You wanted to get on the bike right away!


Then came the trampoline! We were able to get a nice 14 foot trampoline for you girls because of your modelling this year!


Yeah, you like it.


It was a little slippery in the Minnie slippers!

Daddy was your favorite on Christmas. He was willing to jump with you and help you ride your bike. I got a few photos and ran inside. It was cold!

Daddy insisted on a traditional picture with all your presents. Of course this is only a tiny portion of your presents. Your grandmas SPOILED you! You got SOOOO many cute outfits from Grandma Vance and some really fun dress up clothes from Grandma Duck. 



Sorry Eisley, this Christmas you were more interested in food than presents and Santa was still a scary guy in red to you. Grandma Duck did get you this awesome little car (It's Frozen themed so it plays some music from Frozen and makes all sorts of annoying noises). Kaybree rode it EVERYWHERE Christmas night but the next morning she did let you have a turn. She even helped push you along in it. So cute!

Honestly girls, we are so blessed. I can't thank my Heavenly Father enough for the good jobs we have, the amazing family we have and all that we are blessed with. We have a warm home, a close family and we're comfortable. I'm so grateful for all the help we receive on a daily basis from family, friends and Heavenly Father. 

This Christmas we did play up Santa a little bit. I strived to help you, Kaybree, understand that on Christmas we get gifts and we give gifts. I wanted you to be excited. You melted my heart when after you had opened your stocking and seen your trampoline you said "I want to say Thank you to Santa Claus." I hope as you grow you continue to be so grateful. I hope in the future we can better explain the true meaning of the season and help you get excited about helping others. My favorite part of the season is all the joy. I love making people happy and spending time with my family. I love it and I love you! Merry Christmas!

Also--this happened:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mEOWPnEKX8E

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