It was indeed a very Merry Christmas, spent cozied up with my family at my brother’s home in Portland. Â I spent as much time as possible hanging with my darling little nieces – I was happy to bounce between holding sleeping, peaceful baby Morgan in my arms and playing with chatty, precocious Elise on the living room floor. Â There were several moments throughout the weekend when I stopped and thanked God for my growing family.
On Christmas Eve, Shane, Mitch, and I took Elise to Peacock Lane to see the Christmas lights – Elise oohed and aahed at each and every house, exclaiming over the brightly lit reindeer and snowmen. Â There is nothing like a child’s unabated Christmas joy.
Christmas morning was full of cinnamon rolls and presents and one particularly thrilled little girl who tore wrapping paper to shreds and exclaimed over each new toy.
The rest of the day was spent enjoying a good dose of Christmas Day laziness – occupying ourselves with cooing at the baby and stuffing ourselves with a home-cooked holiday feast.
Elise has quickly taken to the role of big sister. Â This was an attempt at seeing just how much adorable-ness I could pack into one photo. Â Answer: Â A LOT…
We went out for breakfast on Sunday morning, and then, far too soon, our Christmas weekend was over. Â But the joy and warmth that comes with being surrounded by family was so, so good while it lasted…
