I’d say Derek and I got about two hours of sleep last night, which was not made better by the kiddos refusing to take a nap at the same time. Add into that the fact that our bodies have had to adjust to completely different time zones three times in the last three weeks. I mention all this so that I will not be judged by the photos I’m about to post.
Despite the tiredness, this has been the best Christmas Eve ever. As I look at the sleeping (at the moment) miracles in the cribs next to me, I’m reminded of the miracle that took place on Christmas centuries ago. I am and will forever be completely thankful for God’s amazing miracles.
Due to exhaustion and the fact that poor C has been up crying three times already since we put her to bed two and a half hours ago, I’m going to summarize the day through pictures:
It wasn’t all bad for sweet Celia today
B likes his stroller. …and—we’ve learned—sucking his thumb
Mommy surprised the kids with their first Christmas tree!
But I think the kiddos liked the many felt ornaments and the container that held them all better.
We decorated our tree
Ta-da! Thank you to everyone who helped make ornaments for our tree!
Brother and sister started playing together…
Finally, Papa told the Christmas story with the help of B and C’s first Christmas presents. They were a hit!
Merry Christmas everyone!