I knew it may be a rough day, when Abby came into my room at 5:00 am, not asking about Santa...but, asking to get in the tub because she was sick. It took her a couple of hours to even really care about the gifts, but in true Abby style, she powered through and was sweet and kind and grateful all day long. Our Christmas mornings are not short. It is very important to Abby that Deak gets to take his "turns" opening gifts, and she very sweetly helps him open each one; showing each package to him and explaining all the fun things he gets to do with it. I don't know what could exemplify the true meaning of the day more. She inspires me.
This was the first real "tween" year for Ab...full of JB perfume and a cell phone (which she doesn't use too often). She also loved the Monster High Dolls and pirate ship from her dad.
Deak, well, Deak's was about buttons...as usual. He also got a jumping horse replacement for the one he wore out a year ago.
A pretty perfect day.
The Cell Phone...
The Jumping Horse...
Our traditional homemade buttermilk pancake breakfast...
Deak and Trip (Maddi's puppy), back watching youtube videos on the ipad.
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