Christmas 2015

 The boys all asked for Enos (hammocks) this year from Santa.  McKay asked for Disney Infinity 3.0  (we already have 2.0 but Santa understands when the Star Wars figures don't work on 2.0...)

 The boys usually do a good job of sleeing in. Lincon is our child that gets up the earliest.

 See that face?  He's pretty excited about Christmas.

 I probably shouldn't post these pictures, but it's too funny not to remember.  In the movie "The Polar Express," the naughty kid finds one of his presents and he say something to the effect that nothing was in it except "a bunch of stupid underwear."  It is probably the most quoted line of any Christmas movie in our family (that is probably sad...).  Josh and I couldn't resist loading the boys stockings up with "a bunch of stupid underwear."  

 I'm not really sure what the boys thought...but Josh and I thought it was awesome.

 My very favorite thing about Christmas morning is all of the hugs.  Especially when the boys give each other the presents they bought for one another.

 Seriously, mom heaven right there.

 It's pretty great when your dad loves the baseball team that is EVERYWHERE in Atlanta.  It makes present buying so much easier.

 For some reason McKay badly wanted a red jacket.  He grew out of his old red jacket and I guess he wanted another.  It's actually the thing he asked from Santa, but Santa couldn't bear to give it to him as his main present.

 Hunter asked for a Red Rider BB gun just like in the movie!  I also didn't want to give him one just like in the movie, and Josh bought him one...

 If you can tell buy the multiple teams, this is one mixed up cat (I always tease Josh about his love for both Utah State and BYU).

Christmas mess.

 After a day full of playing and fun, we had a special Christmas dinner complete with ribbon salad, prime rib and a special chocolate cake that was pretty much amazing.  

 After dinner we had our program on Christ.  Since the boys stayed in their pajamas all day, it was fitting to have them be shepherds with their bathrobes.  I'm not sure how a hockey stick and magic wand found their way into our play.

 With limited people, you play multiple roles.  These shepherds became wisemen and our baby Jesus was about the right age for when the wisemen gave him presents.

 The boys couldn't wait to sleep in their Enos, so we set them up downstairs and the slept in them the whole Christmas break.  Please pardon the untidy basement...

It was a wonderful Christmas.

Christmas Eve 2015

 One of my favorite things we have done here in Georgai is to go to our ward's Christmas Eve program.  It is music and narration and is so beautiful.  Our boys were in one of the choirs this year singing "O Holy Night."  They were't thrilled with the choir robes (especially especially as there was a bow on them), but it was beautiful and I think they had a good experience.

We decided to go out to dinner this year for Christmas Eve.  In Utah we always went to my parents so we have not tradition for Christmas Eve.  It was fun to go out and...no mess to clean up.

 When we got home, the kids all opened their pajamas.

 Then we read some of our favorite Christmas stories.

 And played games.  This game was a total hit.  They passed around dice, when they rolled doubles they had to put on gloves, ski goggles and a hat and open a wrapped candy bar until the next person rolled doubles.  It was so fun!

 The last part of the challenge was to get the candy bar in their mouths...with butter knives.

 As you can see, our boys are talented and they did it.  

 We then played a game where they all started with a present.  We read a poem and they had to pass the present to the right or left based on what the poem said. 

 Some how (magically) they each go what Josh bought for them.  He just bought crazy gifts from a store called Five Below.

 Hunter's was the funniest and he loved it. 

One of my seminary students gave me this cute plate and milk jug for our cookies for Santa.

 Christmas Eve is so wonderful.  It's definitely one of the things I look forward to most about the holidays.