Our Christmas Eve was busy with hair cuts. Maneuvering the isles of Wal-mart with my cart like Danica Patrick does the raceway in her car. A run to the border, On The Border that is for chips and salsa, my favorite! Lost pants, found pants, turned out still to be the wrong pants. Last minute gift wrapping that I know Lovey could have done a better job at. Then driving a little fast and furious to church as to make it into our seats before the beautiful service began. Afterwards was gift exchange at Mister Mister’s mom’s house which sadly I have no photos of. But the highlight of our evening there was how Lovey would run and hug and thank his Nana for every gift he received, regardless of if it was actually from her or not. He didn’t pay attention to such minor technicalities, he just knew that he felt like loving on his Nana and that is exactly what he did. Priceless.
Then we headed home to open Christmas Eve pjs and Lovey’s Christmas Eve gift from Mister Mister and I.
They played cars together for a long while until Lovey finally passed out. Just in time for Santa to drop off and assemble the rest of his gifts.
Christmas morning found a very excited little boy.
Unfortunately after putting everything else together the night before Santa was a little too tired to put Lovey’s kitchen together so Daddy promised Lovey that he would get the job done.
Similar to the saying;
“always the bride’s maid never the bride”
I am always the one taking the photos and seldom the one in them but it was ok because the boys had a blast opening gifts together and I taking photos of the unfolding action.
Play food for the kitchen Daddy promises to assemble… eventually.
He shoots… he scores!
Loving on his monkey pillow pet from Grammy and Gramppy.
Coloring at his art desk from his Nana.
Reading his new books from his Great, Great Aunt J and Uncle D.
I thought he looked like a dj with the head set on so I called him dj Lovey Love.
Seems fitting doesn’t it?!
Jamming out with Daddy on the drums was one of the best parts of the day. Imagine them both singing;
“La La La, La La La Elmo’s WORLD!!!!”
at the top of their lungs…100 times in a row! I loved every second of it though, such fun memories made.
Such a sweet, sweet Christmas spent with my two loves.
Lovey’s Christmas craft this year was to make Santa’s hat. Since he is finally at the age that he recognizes who Santa is, he had a lot of fun making it. I cut the hat out and applied glue where needed then handed him a pile of cotton balls and he went to town.
He insisted on wearing his very own Santa hat and sang a little song while he worked that went like this;