Christmas in Fast Forward

I sure hope everyone had a good Christmas. We did! As always, we headed up to DFW for the holidays, only this year there were no airports, security screens, delays or headaches! We loaded up our own car with all our gifts – even the ones for our own family(!) – which I had already wrapped (can't bring wrapped gifts through the airport), and drove on up. HUGE deal for me. The only downside – the 25 potty breaks for Mommy along the way. In the interest of keeping things honest, as I always do on this blog, I will go ahead and tell you in full disclosure that I broke down and bought Depends for the trip. Yes, I wore diapers. No, I never had to use them (thank the Lord), but having them on was enough security to make it through traffic and desolate parts of the drive. My Alzheimer's-ridden Grandma informed us that wearing Depends gives one "total freedom" and she is quite content to wear her toilet wherever she goes – and use it, too, I might add. Now, let me just say that Depends are NOT all Grandma cracks them up to be. First of all, they are not comfy. Secondly, I had the distinct concern that I "rustled" when I walked. Good heavens. Thirdly, those things are large enough to stuff two people inside. I was terrified that they would ride up over the top of my maternity jeans giving me that "toddler-in-a diaper" look that men really go for. Poor James. Hard to believe that man still loves me… I think.

When we finally did make it to DFW, we arrived to an empty house (my parents' house) because my entire family was in Ft. Lauderdale, FL, attending my brother's wedding. Yes, that's right! My little bro tied the knot on Dec. 20 and I couldn't go. I was afraid to fly so close to the end of the pregnancy since Matt was so early, and even if I had been comfortable flying, there was no way I could have made it through a beach wedding with no immediate bathroom facilities. And Depends generally clash with wedding attire. Bummer. BUT… my sweet family brought back excellent pictures of the ceremony and I was able to "experience" it that way. Here are a few pics I lifted from my sister's FB page. Congrats, Jared and Erin! I love you both!





My sweet sister felt so badly that I had to miss the wedding, that she used her God-given talent for photo-enhancement to Photoshop me into one of the pics. Thanks, Julie! It's so professional, you can hardly tell I wasn't really there…

Since my family was busy on the beach 1500 miles away, we spent a lot of time with James' family. Turns out it worked out well since we got a HUGE surprise when James' older brother, John, and his family came out to visit for the holidays. I had only met John once before at our wedding, and had never met his wife and daughter, so it was really nice to be able to spend time with their family and get to know them. James and John were apparently very close growing up (there are 6 years between them), but even with the passage of time, they had no trouble finding the love again…

John and Matthew enjoyed meeting their Uncle John, Aunt Karen and cousin Megan for the first time, too! John was thrilled to meet an Uncle with his same name.



But no one in the house was happier than my mother-in-law. Her smile alone lit the Christmas tree. It was a very special blessing.


All the excitement from having his brother home after 10 years was too much for James. He went a little cookoo…


It turns out my niece, Megan has a wicked sense of humor! I enjoyed getting to know her. She's a hoot! Here are Hannah and Megan with Tootsie (in her finest Christmas attire).



Despite the fact that I got roughly 30 minutes sleep the night before (thanks, Jossilyn), we all managed to have a super good Christmas day and we all had a wonderful time opening gifts with family.




At the end of the day, though, it was still my mother-in-law who got the most special and priceless gift of all.


Perhaps the second most surprising and special thing about this Christmas was that IT SNOWED on Christmas EVE!!!!!!!! At 34 years old, I finally experienced my first white Christmas ever! We got 4-5 inches at my sister-in-law's house, but my sister who lives just 30 minutes further north got closer to 9 inches!!! The snow was beautiful. It was the first time in 80 years that DFW had snow on Christmas morning. Amazing. When I was packing for the trip, the forecast called for the coolest temps to be in the mid-50s. That's sweatshirt weather for those of us who spent the last four years in the Bay Area. So all the boys had to wear was a light-weight hoodie. Sadly, as a result of my error, they had to watch the snow from in the house, but they did venture outside for a microsecond to get this picture with the snowman James built. (Yes, I know he has no corn-cob pipe, button nose or two eyes made out of coal, but those things are not readily available in Arlington, TX. Remember the "first time in 80 years" comment.)




I leave you with a couple super cute pics of my niece, Allie, and her cousin John.