Christmas

In the days since Christmas I've heard a lot of: "Mom, can you help me with my Legos/Rainbow Loom/Marble Track?" Or, "Come see this, Mom!" and "Can we go up to the church gym and race our cars?" And we've been wiping a lot of noses.

 It's been a nice time to poke around the house in jammies and enjoy creating and playing and watching Harry Potter (Santa brought all 8 movies -- I heard he found them for a great deal on Amazon several months ago).

It's not all peaceful; these halcyon days have also come with plenty of  "MOOOOMMMM! Andrew did ___" and several squabbles between the older boys, but that's to be expected.

Sweet Baby James had his first taste of Christmas wrapping paper and he loved it.

The marble track.

Mittens I made for JB. He's a ham. (And we've had plenty of ham. One we bought, and one someone brought us.)

Max's remote controlled car. He has been so (im)patient with this. He suspected he was getting one from us after Benny got one for his birthday. He had the wiggles waiting for it....but it had troubles. So the next day it was exchanged for another one, which then also had to charge 8 hours....and finally he got to play with it.

Sweet Andrew was content with a few new Lightening McQueen toys and the marble track whenever he could get his sticky fingers on it.

(and my new boots make an appearance here on the left).

Max and Benny assembling Legos.

Me and my younger sister Rachel, who came up from Provo to spend the night with us. She gave me my new shirt below.  And she helped wrap some presents late on Christmas Eve, then was woken up early by four excited boys but she laughed it all off. She also left a lipstick kiss mark on the baby's tummy that I found later when changing him.

JB found this Utes jersey for Max. He's getting good at throwing up the U, though he still tells me he also cheers for BYU. My peacemaker.

We went up to Nona and Papa's house for Christmas dinner.  Do you think this wittle turkey  is delicious? He is. He also makes a great table centerpiece.

Max and Benny helped sew stuffed owls for their cousins. It was a lot of me hovering over them on the machine, saying, "slow...good...now turn...STOP! Now go....slowly SLOWLY..... gooooood GOOD!"

Oh yeah, and their new jammies from Nona and Papa that they got Christmas Eve. Andrew wore his for two three days. We bathed him, and he wanted Thomas right back on. He spilled something on them, and we just wiped it off. 

Cute faces, no?

Merry Christmas!