christmas 2009

I remember Christmas at my nana's house growing up. There was always a mountain of presents piled under the tree, spilling out into the living room. Stacy, Adam and I had our designated seats, eached marked with an overstuffed stocking. I didn't think Christmas morning could get any better. But it has. It's so much fun to "do" Christmas as a mom of little people. I
love watching their eyes grow wide as they turn the corner and see all of their goodies. It makes my heart happy!