Christmas

Christmas was nice this year, it was relaxed. Last year we spent our Christmas and Christmas eve shuffling between inlaws and parents and I was like, never again. Lulu was up all night Christmas eve throwing up, so that was a bit of a downer, but she steadied like a champ on Christmas morning.

The goods- Adams big present was a towel rack heater. He has wanted one of these for who knows how long.

My treasure- snow pants. If you saw a glipse of my last pair you would be just as happy. I looked like MC Hammer on the slopes.
I wiped a tear when I opened this. Adam hacked into my pinterest and found some little gems I had saved, what a smart little elf he is. This year even though I told him not to get me anything, he did anyways because he knows how women are I guess.
The usual, a book of our blog and our calendar. Every year I vow it will be my last because they take so many hours to put together, but I always forget when November rolls around and I do it again.

Call it nesting, I don't know but Adam was teasing me because I was buying this stuff in October on ebay.






Babies don't like sweets none unless they are minty minty. These were from my stalking

Adams request- orange rolls from his moms archives. The easiest recipe ever
Lulu didn't care none about her other gifts, but she clutched her little books like pieces of gold