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Merry Christmas

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To quote a status from my brother Troy: "Remember no matter what is under the tree this morning, you already have the greatest gift one can receive; the birth and life of your Savior Jesus Christ. Merry Christmas!"


Due to budget cuts this year, only the grandmothers got "christmas card" photos. But luckily, we have the internet to share this bundle of cuteness.


And here we go . . .







We stayed home for Christmas day which fell on a Wednesday this year. I made sweet pork which was a delicious treat. We also got to Skype Elder Looper & show Ms Alexis off who has grown a little since he has seen her (the day she was born). I'm thinking now that it's nap time, I will attempt some apple butter snicker doodles. I have a lot of apple butter that I don't know how to use up. Any who, it's nice having Mr Smith home to play with Alexis & me. We opened a few presents & I will post all those pictures/videos after the weekend. We still have to visit Gammy & Pops in SC this weekend. More spoilage to come. Alexis got a shape sorter & a wooden animal puzzle from us. We got a 12 qt dutch oven which Mr Smith is all ready to accessorize. And of course the grandparents spoiled us more than we spoiled ourselves. Is that how it always works? Oh, and Alexis did let us sleep in until 9 AM (if you discredit when I fed her at 5 & 7…)

Lovely quotes from Mr Smith this week:
"I hate Christmas. I never got to sleep in as late as I wanted."
"I don't wear any shirts that say 'I love …" anything on them"

Yep. I married him.

2013 was a FANTASTIC year for us. But we look forward to 2014. The most exciting thing is to see Alexis grow & discover her world. We both decided today another wee one would be nice. Children are such blessings! But don't get too excited. Who knows when the time will be right, BUT it's nice that Lexi hasn't defeated us yet. Mostly I am blinded to the misery of pregnancy, but what a gift. It's the closest glimpse you'll ever get when it comes to understanding Heavenly Father's love for his children. The birth of Jesus is such an inspiring story. I can't wait to explain it to little Lexi one day. 

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