Suffice it to say, it was lovely.
My brother and SIL spent Christmas Eve night here hanging out & prepping for the big day. The presents under the tree multiplied...
That morning we brunched and then snacked and waited and waited and waited for my sister and BIL and Teag to finish their Christmas morning family time so they could come over and eat and open presents with us and then eat some more...
They finally came (ok so it was like 1pm and I hadn't even gotten up til 11 or so!). The packages under the tree multiplied yet again.
Teagan was dressed to the nines and was so happy: "Is Christmas! Is Christmas! It's a party!"
First things first: we broke out the Swiss Colony basket and snacked...
We opened gifts. I love that Teagan likes opening her presents a bit at a time. She played with whatever she opened. Wandered around checking out other people's gifts. She continued to be enchanted by the lights & decorations.
She did love her musical instrument sets (that's right: plural: she got 2!)
And her butterfly antenae head band from her Unca James & Aunt Danielle
But most of all, I think what she liked best having everyone together.
Love Mikey's Christmas sweater!
He finds sweaters like this at thrift stores & then tricks them
out with bells & lights!
That evening we were joined by Mike's parents (for too short a time!) and by his brother's family. Kenyan was with her dad, but it was fun to have Van over on Christmas day! He was such a good sport about leaving his brand new Wii at home in order to come over to our house for dinner.
How cute are these cousins?
And what a dinner it was!!! My sister made the best lamb shanks you'll ever taste in your entire life! They were incredible! I can still taste how incredible they were. We all were a little sad when they were gone. I'll admit it: I still miss them...and they were accompanied by some equally yummy foods: mom's spanikopita, citrus garden salad, Dani's homemade bread...
Ok~and this isn't even cooked yet and it looks good!
Pistachio, garlic, rosemary, dijon rub...yummy, yum, yum!
While some artists cooked, others painted more Ukranian eggs...
Don't they look like professionals...
or perhaps slave labor:
"No pretty egg, No dinner!"
It was a wonderful day & night!