"If you are still in the process of raising children, be aware that the tiny fingerprints that show up on almost every newly cleaned surface, the toys scattered about the house, the piles and piles of laundry to be tackled will disappear all too soon and that you will—to your surprise—miss them profoundly."
-Pres. Thomas S. Monson

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Christmas Morning

At 6:07 AM I heard my puppy come bounding up the stairs.  Scooter  was up!  That means one thing: the kids are awake.  The next moment I heard Will and Annie climb the top of the stairs and see our living room.  They started whispering to each other about all of the gifts, and the bean bags, and the stockings. 
Then I hear Will.

"Annie, we have to wake up Mom and Dad.  You go on Dad's side and I'll go on Mom's side," he says.  They tiptoe into our room.

"Mom, Dad, wake up!  It's Christmas!"

"Santa came!"

"The tree is overflowing with presents!"

"Our stockings are full!"

This was the first year that our kids woke us up, and it was the greatest!  Even after waking Paigey up from a deep sleep, she was so happy and playful and it was like she even knew what Christmas was.







This was my favorite Christmas yet.  I think it may have something to do with how we added more love to our home this year.  This season was magical.  My heart has been filled with so much love I feel like it could almost burst.  I found myself tearing up as I picked Paige up from her crib, and when I was on the floor looking at my nephew Beau; I don't know if there is anyone as blessed as I am.
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