Even though Meadow had already had breakfast she wanted in on our French toast for second breakfast. What a little hobbit.
She is a short stack after all.
She is a short stack after all.
I didn't even bring any of Meadow's toys along because I knew she wouldn't play with them.
Most of the day we prepped Christmas Eve dinner. First task was whipping together some rolls.
The girls got dressed up for Christmas.
Even baby Cameron was festive.
Newborns always scared me. I thought that would have changed after having Meadow, but seeing one again, nope.
I felt so certain holding Meadow, but I have to agree with Brooke. Now I know why my dad seemed hesitant to hold Meadow when she was a month old.
Grandma Tuska had a blast snapping pics of her grandbabies.
Simone found a new seat.
I love this little gal.
Ham, roasted brussels, homemade rolls and sweet potatoes. Oh and spinach and roasted beet salad.
Meadow's eating habits go in strange patterns. Last week she was on a hunger strike and this week she is eating everything. Well except for the sweet potatoes. She wouldn't eat those until her cousin started stealing them off her plate, then she realized they must be okay.
Simone pretty much only ate the sweet potatoes.
Simone pretty much only ate the sweet potatoes.
Cameron stuck to napping. No solids for a while.
After dinner the kids opened their gifts. We got Simone a pounding bench and Cameron a new book.
Meadow got some new clothes.
All the grandbabies got blankets and PJs from grandma and grandpa.
Meadow was all like, "Let me show you how this is done", while nearly missing Simone's fingers.
I can't wait until Cameron is running around.
We all had spiked egg nog after Simone went to bed. Well not mom. My dad went straight to bed after drinking his. The booze must've gotten to him.
Meadow's new word is "Ew". After Cameron spit up Meadow kept saying ew to him.
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