Christmas with my grandma when I was about 6.
Waiting for Brian to get ready. He was moving a little slower because he had a 103 degree temperature. It wouldn't be Christmas without someone being sick.
The whole clan getting ready to see the tree.
Once we all opened our first gift, there was no longer a standoff to see who would be the first to tear in. Now I have a few shots from the morning. Christmas pictures never quite turn out, but hopefully some of these will entertain you.
Love J.J.'s face in this.
Recognize the pictures in the frame? I made my dad a memory frame of when we went skating.
Mom showing off my presents to her.
Comical look at how my dad likes to get my mom practical presents, but don't worry he got her some sweet ones too....
It wouldn't be Christmas without my dad's constant commentary on every gift that is opened. He can be quite opinionated, but at the end of it all he keeps us laughing. I think he was making a joke about the smell of the candle here, but considering he picked it out, I know for a fact he likes the smell.
Now my mom did not want my dad getting the boys these Russian hats; not because she didn't think they'd like them, but because they already have some. It was priceless seeing her "I told you so" face when the boys opened their hats somewhat confused, but my dad figured that they like the hats they already have, so might as well give them another. And to his credit, the boys never took those hats off all day. Note the cute reindeer pillows in the back; my mom made those from placemats!
Dave and his flannel. My mom wanted him to wear it as a nice, tucked in shirt but he decided it was better "Dave style" and just buttoned it, untucked over his sweatshirt.
Classic: J.J. opens a present that says, "Pick one." Inside are two pair of khaki pants. My mom goes, "I didn't know if you liked the pants that you picked out, so I bought another pair just in case." J.J. responds with, "No, I am pretty sure I liked the pants I picked." My mom is so sweet though and just wanted to make sure he had the best, but their dialogue made us all laugh pretty hard!
Even Amber got into the unwrapping.
Everyone has to smell good. Note poor Brian in the back; he was feeling pretty bad at this point, but was trying to look somewhat healthy, so he could convince my parents he was healthy enough to go to Sun Valley, Idaho with his girlfriend's family the next day.
Mom found us the coolest knives meant just for cutting tomatoes!
If you haven't seen the gloves that work with your iPhone, you have to check them out! Brian was so smart in getting me these, because they are perfect for running or walking to school.
Just like we have traditions for running down the stairs, we have a Christmas breakfast tradition. The night before my mom prepares egg strata and monkey bread rolls. Right when we start opening gifts, she slips it into the oven and they are good to eat by the time we are done unwrapping. This year she didn't lift the oven rack up quite high enough and the strata was a little larger than expected!
Dad brushing his teeth and mom making breakfast.
Just a little big!
Mom got grease on her shirt, but thanks to Pinterest,
she knew that cornstarch took it out, and she saved her shirt!
After breakfast we open up our stockings and spent the rest of the afternoon trying out our new things and remembering the true reason for Christmas, Jesus' birth.