Getting our Christmas tree. I like to wait until the weekend before Christmas to get the tree. I feel like if it's up for 4 weeks before Christmas it looses some of it's magic. We are almost always the only ones out cutting a tree the Saturday before Christmas:)
I like to call this photo: Emerson on stump
Hyrum let all the boys have a turn with the saw. They all said Daddy makes it look so easy but it's actually pretty tough to cut down a tree!
Hauling our tree back up to the car.
Time to decorate!
The tree on Christmas Eve. Hyrum and I wait for the boys to go to bed before we bring out any of the gifts and put them under the tree. Again, I feel like Christmas morning is so much more magical if they haven't seen big piles of gifts around the tree for weeks.
This year we were able to sneak out for midnight Mass on Christmas Eve while the boys were asleep. We went to a little Catholic service in Verboort, OR. I wished they would have had more congregational singing. We'll have to try another church next year:)
The traditional Christmas morning breakfast. Served on fancy plates with cocoa in fancy mugs.
After breakfast it's time to open presents.
Emerson hiding in the wrapping paper after the whirlwind of present opening. What a mess!
And that was Christmas at our house 2015. It truly is the most wonderful time of the year!
I love "Emerson on a stump"
ReplyDeleteI can almost feel the Christmas magic! What a wonderful time, even in the rain.