Over the weekend, we had our little family pre-Christmas before jetting off for the real Christmas celebration in sunny (er ... soggy?) SoCal.
Seriously? Best little pre-Christmas ever. Just me, J, and two very excited littles. The bigger little was excited because there was a TANTA on his shirt and he finally got to rip apart those gifts under the tree (after a month of torturous waiting). The littler little was just excited because WE were all excited, and that's how she rolls.
great grandma and great grandpa J scored big time with this rocket toy:
as did A's Godparents with this gerbil Z-thing he's hugging:
And now, we're all packed up and ready to go (and the house alarm is set and the Rottweiler hungry, would-be-burglar people). Snow and freezing drizzle here, torrential rains and flooding there ... it may take a Christmas miracle to get us to grandmother's (and grandfather's) house tomorrow. Wish us luck! And merry pre-Christmas to you, my friends. xoxo.