|Reading a story of two teenagers, about to become parents, ill equipped, poor, and traveling, but about to have the most beautiful, humble birth.|
We tucked the littlest in bed, who fell asleep, his warm cheek on my chest, as he stared into my eyes, smiling. He was SMILING as he fell asleep, and when his eyes shut tight, sleeping, he let out a sweet sleep giggle–our little stowaway, our hidden treasure.
But wait, what was that? Did you hear it too?
Wide eyes looked outside, was it the reindeer?
Just one more cookie before bed, two more hugs.
“Stinky toes!” -Finley. He has turned into the family comedian, Maria laughing at everything he says, which of course, he loves, and keep the jokes rolling.
|Maria and Finley spend all their time in the backseat of the car laughing together, just laughing while we drive.|
Andrew and I discovered a new family tradition: Baked French Toast….oh my gosh, we need to go on a jog. We couldn’t handle how good it was, and you make it the night before to be ready the next morning. With all the kids tucked in bed, we ripped bread, poured milk, sprinkled cinnamon, it was so fun, it made us feel like legit parents 😉
The next morning, when we heard them stir, we peaked into their rooms to wake them up, ready for this special day, this day that memories are made of, and we were greeted with smiles from sleepy faces. Finley had created his own style, but he was SO, SO excited to wake up!
And had a BIG breakfast of cantaloupe, french toast, juice and bacon. In fact, the french toast was the first ‘solid food’ Elijah ate, go buddy!
Then it was time for something called, “Stockings!” Maria thought they were so funny, we were having so much fun.
|Splat balls form the Farmer’s Market.|
Then Maria gave her gift to Papa,
“A WHEEESK!!!” for our pancake guy!
Special gifts for mommy too.
Since we had just completed a Russian adoption, we had known it would be a ‘small’ Christmas, two gifts for each child.
Finley got something to read.
Elijah got a special truck, and a little ball.
|“Oh guys, you shouldn’t have”|
But oh my, the Uribe family got our kids the sweetest gifts, dropped them off before Christmas, and they were the sweetest, nicest things they own. Beautiful art supplies for Maria, wooden toys and puzzle for the boy and nice, new clothes that fit perfectly. We felt very overwhelmed by their sweet generosity.
It’s funny, the adoption road makes Christmas so magical not just for our kids, but for Andrew and I as well since we had lived and loved hand-me-downs, and today, ‘special toys!’ ‘new books!’ we ended up playing and reading along with our kids for most of the day, and in the past few days as well.
At nap time the kids slept and slept, Finley slept until it was almost dark, then we loaded up for Christmas dinner at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Maria got grandma a matrioshka.
Maria jumped around for joy, while the boys focused on pushing toy cars, and sneaking candy canes.
|Brightening up the whole room|
|A lamby all his own|
|Sevenly clothes to support Reeces Rainbow with a Reeces Rainbow angel|
|“I love Christmas”|
And my sweet little girl gave a gift to Tanya her doll, and I gave her her first sewing lesson. Thank you to Gena for the amazing American Girl magazine, we got the idea from there, and I taught her to sew. She loved it, I love her baby wearing skills too 😉
She wrapped it and placed it under the tree just for Tanya, who now sleeps with it every night.
|Oh Santa, you’re so weird|