I Jumped On

I jumped on the Christmas train, lights blazing, hair blowing in the wind. Why not? Right?  We took our Christmas picture after church on Sunday before Aaron had to go to work. Tripod, camera remote, blanket on the ground. Click. There really wasn't a lot of time so we only took three pictures. It was a toss up really. But, once the pictures were ordered online, the Christmas ball got rollin. The rest of the week Grace and I spent checking things off of our Christmas "To Do" List.

Hang with Friends and wear matching Reindeer Footie Jammies. Check.

Getting two toddlers to look at the camera was semi-impossible

Make cookies, wrap them up Snowman style, and give them to neighbors. Check.

Bust out Christmas decorations. Check.  You remember Mafia Penguin, right?

Make sure the decorations feel welcomed and loved. Check.

Go see the Christmas lights, and fantasize about living in this neighborhood. Check and Check.

Spend days updating the address list, addressing, licking and stamping envelopes. Check. Question why I thought sending out Christmas Cards would be a good idea. Check.

Update fridge with beautiful Christmas cards. Check. Place cards on fridge in an unattractive and sloppy way. Check. Give serious mental props to people who actually took the time to get our new address despite me not updating anyone what it was. Check.

Christmas shop, wrap, and mail some of the Christmas gifts. Check

Watch every Christmas movie we own, along with Veggie Tales Christmas on Netflix (for the Gracers), and any/every Christmas movie on the Hallmark and Lifetime Channels. Check.

Replace meals with Holiday goodies. Check.

All parties take a three hour nap on Saturday. Check.

Who says you can't throw Christmas together in a week?