I am cooking today - really cooking, for the first time in I don't know how long. Since before Harper was born for sure. Really cooking - no bags or boxes involved! Shocking, indeed. Poor Justin. And in the middle of my dinner preparations and laundry and (sit down for this) - mopping (yes, I said mopping), I started thinking to myself about how little I actually did when Harper was first born. Again, poor Justin. I told Justin that I would start cooking on the weekends, because, well, let's be honest - we all know that it won't get done during the week. Need I remind anyone of my schedule?! So this weekend, I am back on the road to being a good wife... thank you Justin for putting up with me!
Here are a few pictures from Harper's first Christmas...
Harper with her Gigi
Aunt Blair was playing with Harper, and Harper was laughing hysterically at her. It was so funny!
Watching Aunt/Mom B
She wasn't quite sure what to think of her presents... she really just wanted to crawl :)
Sweet picture of Hayden and David. Blair and David didn't get to Abilene until after 10, so we were opening Christmas presents late, and Hayden was so tired! He just laid his head on daddy and watched.
We drove into Abilene on Wednesday afternoon and spent the night with Momma Cherie. We woke up on Christmas morning and had breakfast and opened presents. We had Christmas dinner with my family at my aunt and uncle's house with everyone (minus David, Blair, and Hayden). Then when they finally got to Abilene, we opened presents with them Thursday night at mom and dad's. I think Justin and I had about 5 Christmases before we were through!
We had such a great Christmas. I know Harper doesn't understand yet, but she still made Christmas so much more fun! I am immensely blessed by my husband, our beautiful daughter, and our wonderful families. I hope everyone's Christmas was wonderful and blessed.
Blair and I bought the babies matching onesies that said 'Baby's 1st Christmas' on them. We had the genius idea to put them in their onesies and take pictures under the Christmas tree. Witness now our attempt at said idea... easier said than done.
Blair was holding Harper, and we counted to 3, and then Blair let go. Harper took off.