


Santa stopped by to hand out the pajamas. There were a TON of kids and after about the 13th name being called little miss Caymbree began to worry that all my threats of her being on the naughty list may in fact be true! Finally, her name was called. She could barely contain her relief.
Dinner. Games. Santa. Pajamas and now.....da da da dum.....It's picture time!


And then we hop in the car and make the 1hr and 40 minute drive back home to Riverton. It's late and cold but oh so worth it. After all, Christmas just wouldn't be Christmas if you can't share it with family. 









The month of December is the ONE time of the year that I actually can't wait to get the mail. I LOVE LOVE LOVE getting Christmas cards and seeing all of your cute families grow each year. Thanks to this cute Santa (a present from a friend) we now keep and store each and every card. One of our favorite things is to pull out all the pictures and see the changes in each family from year to year. So fun! So thanks for the cards. We love them!





The crew heading out the door at 10:40pm. I still can't believe my mom backed out this year. First time ever!!! She missed out on a rip roaring good time. And just to give you a little idea we left around 11 and didn't make it home until 8am.
Walmart sale started at midnight. Next stop. Kohls. 3am. Hmmm....2 1/2 hours to kill. Decided to go somewhere for late late night dinner/early breakfast and failed miserably. After driving from one end of the town to the other trying to find a 24 hour restaurant and finding NOTHING we ended up at a truck stop on the west side of town. Hot chocolate and stale donuts would have to do. As an added bonus we could have even had a free shower! 





She had nerves of steele and never showed any signs of reluctance. After it was done I came to the conclusion it was because she had no idea it was going to hurt! She had a huge smile on her face as they started to squeeze and then it froze into a slight grimace while tears welled up in her eyes. It was hilarious! She SO wanted to be happy but you could tell she was in pain. So funny. 









One of Troy's clients is part of the Larry H. Miller group and after working relentlessly to get them up and running for their grand opening they thanked him with tickets for the entire family for the Jazz game. Of course it would fall on the same night as the carnival!!! So Troy and I took turns working the first two hours of the carnival while the kids ran free and then we rushed home, changed clothes, wiped off all the costume make-up and headed for the Jazz game.
By the time her first birthday came around she dismissed any and ALL other blankets and no other options were acceptable. Washing the dang thing required careful planning and thought because she would not willingly give it up. 