Christmas Time is Here Again and St. Nick Comes

I spent most of the week putting up Christmas decorations. Scott and the kids finished decorating the trees.

Our house always feels extra special all decked out for the holidays.

My project for the day was to make paper bag snowflakes with the kids.

You made hats? Well, not really, but they would be cool at Mardi Gras.

Meadow got excited with having paper bags and decided to make some Santa puppets.

We were having our renter neighbors over for pizza. One of them is gluten free, so Meadow made a gluten free chocolate cake.

These were easy to make and look nice in our porch.

I like that these could be kept up all winter. They look magical lit up by our golden white porch lights.

I only have a few people left on my list to shop for Christmas. I was having a small panic attack that I was starting late this year.

Oh, don't worry. I can tell by how much you spent. Brooke's family really go all out for Christmas.

This kid loves snow globes.

Theo would love this.

We got shy when the neighbors came over and didn't take any pics of our pizza night.

Meadow's cake was delicious though.

The next morning, St. Nick came.

St. Nick sure spoils these kids.

Meadow got hoodie pajamas, a Warriors book, root beer, cat ornament and a knitted cat hat. Plus chocolate coins in her wooden shoes.

Theo got a Waldo ornament, Where's Waldo travel book. lego set, root beer and Christmas pajamas. Plus chocolate coins in his Dutch shoes.

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