Christmas 2010

It wasn't the Christmas I imagined, it wasn't the one I hoped for, it wasn't the one I wanted but it was the one I got and sadly, it has come and gone so quickly...

Christmas Eve we zipped down to Harlingen to have an Italian supper with Jim, Judy and their family.  It was an accident prone evening....Judy started it...she broke a glass, BB was talking and knocked her Cosmo glass over....and it broke....then ( I missed the shot) just a few minutes after this photo of Katie and Amanda....               Katie dropped her phone in her Ranch dressing covered salad!

Amanda meets Monroe Paige Buck.  She was so sweet for it to be way past her bedtime.




 We did make it back home, sleepy but safe.  Looking forward to Christmas day.


 
We messed around, fed the animals, and all the routine stuff and finally settled in to open presents.  Ryley got hers...she is the only dog at our house that got a present....and we opened ours and I think everyone was surprised...I know I was.  I love my wii and can't wait to hook it up and my Donnakarran perfume- Cashmire Mist...is mmmmmjust the best.  I would post more photo's but it seems my computer has decided that I shouldn't.  So, like the rest of this Holiday....I'm following someone else's agenda but that's ok. For today, a king was born, a saviour, wrapped in swaddling clothes and laying in a manger, visited by Wise men and Sheppard's, who became King of Kings.

Tis the Season.....

Ho,Ho,Ho, Merry Christmas!!! As promised.....here is the complete poem that I gave you a preview of in November.

Twas the day after Thanksgiving when the panic set in.  The time to buy presents was about to begin.
Black Friday sales and online twitters, with hopes that by Christmas, all would be delivered.
We rush through the malls "as dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky"; looking for the perfect present to buy.
Trust nothing to Santa, the elves or his sleigh, we just need those gifts to be opened on Christmas day.
Hunting, and pecking through store after store.  Do we remember why we are here anymore?

Finally all gifts are wrapped and under the tree, hoping to fill each and every receiver with joy and glee. 
We set out baked cookies and milk in a glass , and fall into bed where we weerily crash.

Christmas Day dawns clear and bright, with none of the panic we felt last night.
The cookies are gone as well as the milk.
The stockings are full and hang with a tilt.
As that moment of silence still hangs in the air, we send up to Jesus a special prayer.
Thank you dear Lord for a glorious day, for the shopping and baking that paved the way.
For all or our family here and away, let each of us celebrate your birthday today.

Merry Christmas to all as we remember the reason for the season.

I'm going to share a photo of my sweet angels.....sitting on Santa's lap.  This is Morgan's first Christmas and she wasn't afraid.  Caleb asked Santa for a BB pistol....Santa:" You'll shoot your eye out".  Caleb: "Just like Ralphie!"