December.

December came and left us in a blur this year.  Though I consciously attempted to soak in the moments, I'm afraid the hustle of the season may have overtaken me more often than not. I love making memories, and the anticipatory craziness that surrounds each activity. I love that Christmas allows me to plan and create and be a little domestic.  I enjoy being traditional; wearing an apron and baking from scratch.  I love that I don't have much choice in guiding my thoughts towards others and towards my family.  I love the Lord, and the reason for celebration.

I guess, I love Christmas.

Visiting Santa...

Deak actually really liked the Big Guy this year, and was excited each time we spoke of him.  I've been waiting a long time for excited Santa giggles from that little dude.

Deak, pretty much doing what he does (ipad).

Abby's first time outdoor ice-skating.  She eventually braved "letting go" for a two foot span.  After we left, she begged and begged to come back again.

 

Making our homemade Gingerbread Cookies...

Ab and her cute friends, exchanging gifts.  Brittney to the right (next door Bff who moved in this year) and Briawna to the left.

And, for good measure...Deak.