I wasn't dreaming of a white Christmas...

...but we had one anyway. The kids loved it! I admit it was beautiful, but it's always a lot of work to get everyone ready to play in it.

So our Christmas morning started earlier than we would have wished but we didn't think we could hold the kids off any longer. Logan was up at 2am saying he couldn't get back to sleep. We said, "uh dude go back to bed there is no way we are getting up now!" Then Emily was in and out of the bed several times- just too much excitement. So by 6:20am there was just no holding out any longer.

So Santa was good to the kiddos they each got something they loved. What a crazy day full of spoiling, by Mom & Dad, and Grandparents and siblings combined. Many games were enjoyed, toys played with, skinny snowman built, a couple of snowballs thrown, and a yummy dinner had by all.

But none of it was quite as sweet as our growing kiddos singing Christmas carols arm in arm with each other (Ethan & Emily) As we read the Christmas story last night and sang many of the Christmas Hymns is was definitely a moment to remember one that brought tears to my eyes. I'm wishing I had more than just a mental picture to remember it by.

I am so grateful for the blessed life I get to live each and everyday.

So as I contemplate my gratitude for the gift of our Savior Jesus Christ this Christmas season- I am also grateful for the gift of Family & Friends as well!