This year is gonna be a little tough though. It's my very first Christmas without my 'rents and siblings. Ouch. I'm tearing up just thinking about Christmas morning without Dad taunting us that Santa may have forgotten us this year. Christmas Eve won't be the same without a pj picture cuddling Morg by the base of the tree. I'll miss getting pretty downstairs with my sisters before we come up to open presents (lots of pictures are taken at our house- you'd want to primp too.) and I'll miss green pancakes with red syrup on Christmas Eve. I'm already missing that big gorgeous tree in the living room and the stockings with our names on them. I'm craving seeing the snowman collection by the front door when I come home and treats on the bar in the kitchen. I'm even missing wrapping a million presents to Mom from Dad and the yearly debate on whether or not to make goodie plates.
But this year is the Joseph's turn to have us for Christmas and I really am excited. A little nervous to be honest... not totally up to speed on their family traditions for this time of year. I'm psyched to have snow on the ground, to see mountains, and to smell pine. I'm excited for Booger to spend time with his Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents, Great Grandparents, Great Aunts, etc. It'll be the big family event right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. And let's be real- Mr. Joseph hasn't gotten to spend Christmas with his family in three years. He's trying to play it cool, but I think he's really, REALLY excited about that. Plus it's Booger's first Christmas and even though he couldn't possibly open his own presents he still has the most gifts under our tree. I'm so excited to be able to start sharing the magic of Christmas with my little one.