If you know me (and my family) you know we love Christmas. For my family it has always been just an amazing time together. Without a doubt some of my best childhood memories are from Christmas-and those memories have nothing to do with gifts given or received, but from the fun we have together. Like this year, we rented a Party Bus. This was not just a party bus for the adults either, we had the little kids, the littlest kid (Edmund, minus Jake), and the littlest kids of all, the grandma's on board. We came on board with our coolers and snacks and toured around Wichita checking out the Christmas lights. Not being from Wichita you may wonder if they are really that neat in Wichita, Kansas of all places. Well let me tell you, they are! For some reasons Wichitians love to decorate their houses two times a year, Halloween and Christmas and they are magical!
The downside of the party bus is that I think Edmund had too much fun and woke up very early the next morning throwing up. It was the saddest thing, but he is something else, if only I could bounce back like him. I kid you not, he would throw up one minute and then be smiling, splashing around playing the water the next. Christmas Eve we spent giving him some extra love as he was on a strict diet of pedialyte until later that evening. We though we were in the clear until we were getting ready to go upstairs to open presents Christmas morning and he managed to throw up one last time for good measure (as an added bonus he christened in my parents new carpet)!
This picture was taken Christmas Eve and I think at this point in the day he had only had applesauce to eat. What a trooper.
While the Christmas wasn't filled with all the pictures I was planning on (truthfully none), the wrapping paper being torn up and thrown around it was still a magical time just to see his smiling face and the wonder that filled his eyes when he looked at the ornaments and lights on the trees. Here are the best pictures I could scrounge up from Christmas (read: picture taking fail)
the closest thing to a Christmas Eve family picture we got...
Every year, *if we are good, the elves come and leave a little gift. Edmund thought these dancing hats were pretty amazing and has spent countless _______ dancing to them. They sing a Christmas song to the tune of "shout!"
Even though he didn't have the same energy Christmas morning I was expecting I still think he found it as magical as an 11 month old can.
Edmund's first horse--we can't wait till it gets here--ponies take a long time to ride halfway across the country.
Baby's first Christmas has come and gone...now onto baby's first birthday!