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We were so surprised when I received a 5 am call from work to stay home Christmas morning and wait until I was needed. I was scheduled to work Christmas Day this year, which, at first, felt like a crisis. But, it turned out to be so sweet, as we had our first family Christmas morning, just the three of us. We made the most of our last minute plans by baking wheat biscuits, setting up Judah’s new water table in the kitchen, and taking a spin on my new bike! 🙂

I’m thankful.

We forced ourselves out the door this evening even though we both felt so tired. (Zac worked a 21 hour day yesterday. There must be some law against that!?) The hardest part is getting out the door, but we did it!

Austin, Texas brought back the spectacular Trail of Lights! The trail is lined with scenes from favorite children’s books (Dr. Seuss!) and classic children’s movies (Beauty and the Beast, a fave), and a chance to sit on Santa’s lap. And of course, every food truck in the city is there serving all their best. The greasy food smelled glorious!

Judah loved seeing the brightly decorated trees and pointing at all the other babies:).

I love Christmas time!

What better way to spend an evening than to bake Christmas cookies with a toddler? I love when Judah counts “one-two-threeeeee!” to prepare himself for the loud sound of the mixer…. Or points to the oven and says “hot” at least one hundred times.

There’s sugar everywhere.

What other fun activities are you doing with your toddlers this Christmas season? I’d love to hear ideas.

P.S. Zac and Judah did a ginger bread house from Home Depot on Saturday while I was out with friends. It’s bright orange. Lets just say it has ALL the power of The Home Depot.

These two people mean so much to so many people.  They are my grandparents, both in their late eighties and still farming, taking care of cattle, and baking homemade cornbread at least once a day.  It’s the best cornbread you’ll ever have, and there are multiple women in the family who are claiming Mamaw’s iron skillet when she can’t cook anymore.

I’m thankful to have spent Thanksgiving on their farm this year.  It feels like home to me.

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