This is my favorite time of year. The hustle and bustle, the smells, the feelings in my heart of the people around me. I LOVE my family and friends. The season of giving is upon us and that is what I love the most. Finding that perfect gift for that special person is so thrilling to me.
Isabella was also born on December 19th so that may add into my emotions. What a beautiful, vocal baby she was.
Our tree is up and trimmed with all the most wonderful ornaments. Our star was placed this year by Isabella, and she was elated to do the honors.
I took the girls to see Santa this year and Isabella was so ready (and nervous). Abigail was was so excited to see "HoHo" she could hardly contain herself. Calling out "HO HO" the whole time we were waiting in line. So imagine my surprise when it is our turn and she completely freaks out. I am standing there wrestling her around, all the while trying to tell the girl..."just get it with Isabella...this one's not going to do it" amongst the screams Abby was letting out thinking I was going to make her sit there, the girl did not hear me. So Santa scoots over and pats his hand down in the chair...beckoning me over to him. Abigail looked to be open to the idea, after she was done pretending I was wrestling an alligator. So I sit down on the chair and Abby barely looks up from my chest to force out a smile, her head facing away from Santa. Isabella had her apprehensive smile on. I have my frustrated I am ready to go smile. I get the pictures ($20.00 later) and my forehead is shining like the sun. I was such a mess from that 10 min of her freaking out, that I sat down on Santa's chair and could not even wipe the sparkle off my head. Needless to say, those are not going to be framed.
This is the most wonderful time of the year...