We got all dressed up for Christmas Eve Mass and wanted to take a nice picture of the kids. They insisted on including the lego town they built.
Next, a picture with Grandma and Grandpa.
No one was happy about it.
Beatrice wore a dress I wore as a baby.
But it might still be a little too big.
No matter. It's Christmas. And Christmas means one thing- summer sausage, cheese and sweet pickles on toothpicks! The best food in the world!
On Christmas morning, the kids were happy to see that Santa Claus was able to track them down despite their nomadic wanderings.
I was pretty pumped to get a Kenny Rogers t-shirt from Papa. I guess he does love Kenny after all.
That afternoon, we visited the Seiberts in Archbold. Molly needed some cuddling.
Beatrice did not care for mom holding another baby.
Bea and Hudson figured they could share Uncle Kevin's lap.
Look at how cute these two are.
And they certainly seem to like each other.
Hudson tried to kiss Bea, but she wouldn't hold still.
Poor Hudson. Not even 18 months old and has already been replaced by two babies.
But he proved himself to be the funniest of all the babies by making double phone calls on each of his blocks.
Christmas was perfect. I wore my pajamas all day. I got to squeeze multiple babies. And when Papa and Beatrice both came down with a stomach bug that kept us up all night, I took advantage of the post-Christmas online sales and ordered us an inflatable dinosaur (wearing a Santa Claus hat and decorating a Christmas tree). Best Christmas ever!
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