This last week you experienced your first Christmas...
On Christmas Eve, we always go to my Grandmother's house. I call her Grandmommie but I am thinking you will call her Ruby. I don't want you confused with too many Grand/momma names. Plus I like the idea of you calling her Ruby. It is normally what your Uncle Matthew and I call her and it suits her. I think she would be ok with any name you call her.
We typically have lunch, play games and then open presents. It's an all day affair. This year you received the biggest present there. Your Papa Coach found something he just had to buy for you. Your great-grandfather is the cheapest man I know but I guess for you it did not matter. He was dying all day to reveal your present...your first wagon. It is HUGE. The colors are green and yellow because he is a John Deer fan. It even has real rubber tires. We will have fun wheeling you around once the weather is nicer.
We laid out cookies and milk for Santa and went to sleep...
Christmas morning, you woke your normal feeding time and after you were full and your Dad and I had filled each others stockings we went to see what Santa left for you. You got a Jumperoo and you love it. You checked it out and after a few times you are a little jumping pro! You got a few other small gifts too and stocking stuffers from your Dad and I.
First pair of Chucks |
Your "cousin" Andi |
Your first UT hat from your Uncle. Yes it made me cry. |
Thank you for making Christmas more meaningful and magical. I got all I want for Christmas...YOU.
I love you,
Momma