There's the baking.... (Story goes, Wyatt and I had aprons on, Emma yanked this down from the hook and nudged me to put it on her.)





The crying because we didn't buy the gangliest tree on the lot...

The Decorating of the Christmas tree...

The butchering of the slain deer, and the telling of friends' that "Daddy Shot Santa's Reindeer!"(how redneck are we? seriously Yea, thats a deer leg in my f*ing living room, chunked on a piece of cardboard on my f*ing coffee table.)

And Fun Christmas Crafts...

It's been really busy and over-scheduled. I'm really trying to be grateful and love every minute of the chaos. This time next year, I have a feeling we'll be pretty lonely in our new town.
Cheers.