This year we did our Gingerbread houses the first week of December. I wanted to get them out of the way before the onslaught of other Christmas stuff. The kids all had a blast, as usual. Yet my favorite part by far was Emily's determination to "do it myself". Her little house was so covered in frosting by the end of the evening. The only place that saw more frosting was her belly. I finally had to take the tube away because she had eaten so much of it - yuck - that stuff works like cement and doesn't taste much better.
Emily talked all week about being Mary but when the time came she dressed as a wise man. Then by the time we got the story going she had decided to be baby Jesus.
Mack was Joseph and Andrew and I were shepherds listening to a very vivacious angel. Greg was an excellent donkey, narrator, and wise man. By the time it was all over no one wanted to do it again. They loved it but decided they had tried on enough costumes and they were getting too hot.
Kate was thrilled with her new microphone and loved modeling the skirt Natali made her.
Andrew had his usual stash of plastic animals. Soon there will be no Schleick animals that he doesn't own. What will he ask for then?
Mack with his loot and his BYU paraphernalia.
We all had a great Christmas and I have loved just hanging out with all my kids, playing games, and being together.