Merry Christmas, 2010

Christmas was amazing. I am honestly a little depressed that it is over.

My parents and my Brother and Brittany got in Thursday night and stayed with us through the weekend. We had my Mom's side of the family over for Christmas eve and it was great having our house filled with the smiles and sounds of so many loved ones during the holidays. The kids had fun in the bounce house and in the playroom while the adults had fun eating, drinking, and watching the babies. Dinner was delicious and we managed to fit our group of 21 fairly comfortably in the living room. Present opening was wild and chaotic, but a ton of fun. The kids eyes were bugging out of their heads with excitement and over-stimulation. Towards the end of the night Liliana started to have a melt down and couldn't pull it together. Everyone left shortly after and I was sure that she was just tired and needed to go to bed immediately. But, as soon as the door shut she let out a big sigh and asked, "Mom, it's not 'heavy' anymore?" She asked me this a few times and then totally settled down and played with her toys quietly and happily for a while while we sipped egg nog. There is no doubt that she loves her aunties, uncles, cousins, and Great Grandparents very much, and I know that she had a great time that night, but she reached her limit. I thought that it was sweet that when she reached a point where things got too overwhelming and she didn't have the vocabulary to explain this feeling, she described it as "heavy."

Christmas day was absolutely perfect. We woke up and let Liliana open her presents from Santa, my parents, my brother and B, and some from Grammy and Poppa. She took her time and LOVED everything that everyone gave her. We ate a big, yummy breakfast and lounged in our pajamas until almost noon. In the afternoon some of us went to the movies, some of us went to the bar, and some of us took naps. We basically all relaxed one way or another. In the early evening we went to have some champagne on the deck of the Ritz while the prime rib cooked in the oven. Then, we came home and feasted and talked about what a great Christmas it was this year.

Christmas Eve

Where's Hudson?












The dollhouse from Santa:

Luscious bed head:
Checking to see if Santa ate the cookies that she left out:
Cruising her new Radio Flyer trike around the living room:
Loving on her new Fur Real puppy that she named "Bark-a-Lee" (all on her own--the way she says it is so cute):
Checking out the gingerbread masterpiece at the Ritz. It was very detailed and the entire thing was made of candy:
Cocktail hour on the patio at the Ritz on a crisp evening. Just what the Doctor ordered:

Family: