The kiddos were very excited that this year we did colored lights outside instead of white ones. Momma likes white, but they love these so there you have it.
(A typical scene from our kitchen table. Mess, kids...and a kitty cat in the middle of it all with an Aussie under the table.)
Their big gift this year was a ride on toy. Hayden got a moped, Livi got a go kart, and Cale got a motorcycle which (to his momma) looks like it goes 400 mph. A few weeks after Christmas and I can safely say he can absolutely handle this thing, but the day of Christmas I might have stood out on the curb all morning in my pajamas screaming "SLOW DOWN!" While I was on the verge of a breakdown, his Daddy stood next to me and said "Man. That one is too little. We should've gotten the big one." For the love. This is why kids need a daddy. If it were just me, I'd still have them inside watching Micky Mouse Clubhouse and wearing a onesie.
I love these sweet times with them, and it doesn't go without notice that these are the best days. We are smack dab in the middle of them, and I am fully aware. I know these are the days we will talk about someday. One day during the holidays we were heading out for lunch and I burst into tears thinking about it. Shawn had to remind me all the years will be fun, and we have so much to look forward to....and he's right. I just know this are good days we will miss someday.