Still plugging away at my backlog of photos.
For Christmas we made our annual trek to Omaha to spend the holiday with my Dad's side of the family. Christmas Eve was spent at my uncle's house, with lots of family, food and a visit from Santa Claus. Elsie started crying as soon as Santa came in the room, and she wouldn't get within 10 feet of the guy. As much as I wanted a picture of the girls with Santa, I wasn't going to press it. Ryann was a pro though and hopped right up and told him what she wanted. We had picked her out a Barbie with a unicorn that she had been asking for at Target for probably the last six months.
The rest of the night was just spent watching the kids run around like crazies and having conversations with my cousins. Another fun, but uneventful, Christmas Eve in the books.
Next year we plan to spend Christmas at home in our new house. I'm sure going to miss all of the family, but I've spent one Christmas at home that I can remember. It never really bothered me when we stayed at my Grandma's house. But after my Grandpa passed away and she moved into an apartment, we've spent Christmas in a hotel. While being with family truly is enough, we'd like to experience a Christmas at home. I'm excited, but it will definitely be bittersweet.