When we first started the tree trimming process, Meredith felt that the tree should be a surprise. She kept hiding in the closet, or covering her eyes. After about 20 minutes, we were finally able to convince her that it was going to be awhile, and she might want to participate in the process.
The boys needed a little coaxing to participate this year, and I don't think they ever did stop texting, but they got into it eventually.
Meredith served the traditional Christmas cupcakes. She had already had a considerable amount of strawberry punch. And then there was ice cream. Way way WAY too much sugar.
She was more than a little anxious about this task, but she pulled it off.
Merry Christmas!
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This is a great "get into the spirit" blog. For some reason, this year it's been hard for me to get into the Christmas spirit.
conveniently hiding behind the boy in the pic...
I wanna see that cute belly!
:)
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