Christmas time is here.
Welcoming our Savior, the King, the precious One sent to bring us freedom and life.
They do have conversations you know.
Hi, how are you?
I fine. You?
Okay, bye bye.
I'm sure that's exactly how it went down on that special night.
For this house, that means cookie decorating and letting little hands make the delicious icing to spread over fluffy, sugar cookies. Emily's recipe (here) is our favorite for sure.
We joined our friends for some giggles and decorating. These growin' kiddos warm my heart. I mean tornado size heart swells.
Sullivan Bishop. Oh how we love this little one.
And if you couldn't tell, we love us some Jenny too.
The bunch of little ones had a blast and so did the mamas.
And in true Emma fashion, she wanted to clean up and do all of Shannon's dishes.
I have no idea where she gets this from.
Oh happy day. I didn't want it to end.
Keats and Nolan with their beautiful mama.
The weekend buffet of goodness continued.
We met up with the Rowland family for some dinner and adventures at the Orr Family Farm.
Jenni, Chloe, Trevor, Toby, Payton
This moment makes me laugh.
This is the first time any of my kids made it to Santa's lap, no reason or objections or anything in past years, I just never got around to it and/or didn't feel the gusto to pay loads of cash for 3 screaming babies sitting on the old man's lap. Which is was I thought would happen...but they actually loved it, just sat their smiling like little lambs.
Sweet babies. I resisted the urge to kiss their little cheeks and gobble them up.
The night was simply fabulous. From train rides and hay rides to sampling fudge and cookie sandwiches full of icing. We even managed to accidentally crash a birthday party.
Make unforgettable memories with friends and Christmas Story-bundled babies. Check.
Earlier in the day, we carried on our joyful celebrations in welcoming home our dear friends the Jones' from South Africa.
And welcoming them home as parents-to-be. Come summer time, they will welcome their precious one into this world and from oceans away we will cheer and celebrate.
Welcome home friends from far away places, in the heart of Africa.
We are blessed to call you friends.
It's Christmas time, folks.