This was the sweetest Christmas morning I could have imagined, more special than I'll be able to adequately describe. The morning started with the Christmas story and stockings...

Look, Santa remembered the crayons- the only thing she asked him for! She was amazed.

Blythe and Joy had the whole unwrapping thing down pat.

A little bit of the grass being greener...

Big eyed-Blythey.


Then came a delish breakfast of Emily York's recipe for Holiday French toast along with some grandparents and the opening of more gifts. One of those was a little mixer, which led us to discuss where a mixer should be used...

Which led us to our formerly horribly chaotic garage-turned new playroom, courtesy of some hard work from the best husband/daddy in the world. Amazing what organization, carpet, chalkboard paint on sheetrock, and some cool Ikea pendant lights can do... now there's suddenly room for our easel, new table from Grammy, and other toys we simply didn't have room for... and of course... the new kitchen!!!!


And yes, they can all play on it at once! We're still working on some odds and ends- need a bulletin board to go above the kitchen, etc., but the new playroom is coming along!

And everyone enjoyed it.


My Grandaddy and Granny Joan came by for a while, and he got in on the drawing and playing with babydolls.

This was my favorite part- just spending the day with family, watching that snow pour down on the first white Christmas Atlanta has had since 1882!

Christmas dinner was pulled pork, pear and gorgonzola salad, gorgonzola walnut potatoes, followed with cranberry apple crumble.