Thirty four years ago today, my handsome husband was born in Edmonton, Alberta. I will be forever grateful that the events of his life brought him into the United States, then eventually to the beautiful Evergreen State. He is so special to me. He makes me laugh, he makes me smile. He's smart, witty, loving, and considerate. I feel so very lucky to be married to such an amazing guy.

And, of course, there was Christmas. We spent Christmas Eve with Brian's mom and her husband. This has been our tradition since Brian and I began dating. His mom either makes a meal, or puts out refreshments, and we exchange gifts, and visit. This year, Brian's mom picked Tayler up early so she could attend the Christmas Eve church service with her. Then we all met at her house. It was a great time.
Christmas morning was also very exciting. Elin had a bit of a late night Christmas Eve, so she opted to sleep in a bit on Christmas morning. But, Tayler and Carson were both up early, ready to get the day started. Gifts were opened, screams of excitement were heard, and toys were everywhere. Everyone was very happy. Brian made a BIG breakfast, and Elin decided to join us for the yummy spread.
That afternoon, my mom, my stepdad, and my sister joined us for a big dinner of prime rib, roasted brussel sprouts, mashed potatoes, and rolls. So yummy. The day prior, I'd ATTEMPTED to tackle a dessert that I though would be simple, yet a big crowd pleaser. BOY oh BOY was I wrong. Simple, it was not. The idea was cake pops that I'd seen on a website earlier in the month. What was supposed to look like this:
Ended up looking like this instead:
Needless to say...not a complete success. But, they were yummy. Just not even one bit beautiful.
All in all, the holiday season has been fabulous for our family. We're happy, we're healthy, we're together. Really, what more is there?







