Christmas in Italy. Our first with just the four of us. The first the girls were *really* excited about. The first without a baby/ puppy around trying to eat ornaments :-)
We had an elf visitor, who I now realize neglected to show up in any of the pictures. Christopher Popinkins entertained himself drawing pictures on the windows, making snow angels in powdered sugar, and hanging out with the Rapunzel doll despite (according to Kylie) having a husband back at the North Pole. Upside: we're raising tolerant kids! Downside: anything to do with elf sexuality.
We wrote many letters to Santa...
|Avalon: "I'm writing a letter to Santa. Ummmmm the letter J. Yes."|
|We have determined that through some Christmas magic, Santa receives mail via tree.|
Made an authentic German gingerbread house (complete with witch, Hansel, and Gretel)...
|Most benign looking cannibal-witch ever|
And (of course) cookies...
|Avalon reacts to news of cookies|
|Kylie is told we can't eat them until they've cooled off (and immediately finds a fan)|
|Snowman pizza for the kids while the grownups had Cuban Christmas Eve|
Then, finally, Christmas morning! The girls were going to be so excited! Scott and I rushed out to the living room to see their happy faces! Their faces were still sleeping. So we sat on the couch and went through our stockings and wondered if 8:30 is too early to wake them up :-)
|Since the kids aren't awake, I guess we can just take pictures|
|Kylie gingerly picked the chocolate off the top, then decided it was present time|
|"I'm playing with Stella outside, you guys can finish opening presents."|
|Kylie-frog "helps" Ava-owl get her tricycle 'nice and clean'|
|After putting on dry clothes and moving inside for more presents, they made up|
|A very merry Christmas from the Crawfords!|