Making Memories, Dammit!

Christmas this year was pretty low key coming off about 3 weeks of sick kiddos (and Mama). Every year we spend Christmas Eve with our wonderful family friends. I knew we would be keeping the kids up too late and messing up their schedules, but I was trying really hard not to care this year.  I tend to like to stick to our normal routine because it leads to a happier EVERYONE, but sometimes you just have to let the fun happen. 

Two sick kids fussing in the car while we get our Christmas tree? Too bad! 

 

Lily freaking the freak out when we forced her to see Santa? Don't care! We are making memories dammit!

{Can't tell who was more thrilled to be in this picture, me or Lily...}

So Christmas Eve came and we packed up the kiddos and went to make some gosh darn merriment. Even though Mila decided to squeal and laugh all the way there instead of the expected car nap, she still survived. 

Please excuse the following highly grainy photos that I took with my phone... someone may or may not have received a very big gift this year that should remedy said poor quality photos. 

{Lily is an expert in provoking the Mila giggles.}

Then came Christmas morning. After a very early Mila nap brought on by a very late bedtime, we headed to my parents' house to open (way too many) presents. My sister called the dinosaur gifts for Lily this year and just COULD NOT *eyeroll* wait to give them to her. Unfortunately that meant Lily didn't care about opening the rest of her bajillion presents. We had to take a break. Go $2 bag of dinos! I tried to get everyone to calm down on the gifts for the girls this year, but no one listened. I think it is just too much fun to buy them stuff! I forgive them.

 When you are little, Christmas is so magical, but over time it becomes less and less so.

 

It is magical again.