Traditions

Traditions. They can't be broken can they??? Every year it is home to Utah for all of my siblings. Except for Jordan going on a mission, Reagan's husband not getting work off, and a trip to Paris for MiKell, this tradition is set in STONE. However, when our bags are pretty much falling out the front door (really, I should have taken a picture!) And every open space on the floor is someone's bed, it stands to reason that perhaps no one will be coming home for Christmas anymore. NEVER!!! I certainly am not going to be the first not to come home, and I am sure the rest agree. Although, I will probably be the first one voted off being the one that will have THREE kids the next go around. There is just something about coming home for Christmas. Maybe it's the fact that I don't have to be the only Mom, that I can forget that I am the Mom. That the magic of Christmas when I was little can stay alive. In any case, the tradition will live on, will live on until we cannot fit the gifts into the car, our bags really will fall out the front door, and there is no more room at the 'Inn.' Until then, we will treasure all the fun times with all the aunts, uncles, cousins, grandpa, grandma's!

Lion King was watched at least twice a day.

My sweet Sawyer, somehow doesn't always get the camera time as his brother. He just doesn't make enough noise! He is just as loved though.

Christmas Eve at Grandma Boosa's
Jett loved being the Wiseman for the Nativity. Uncle Tylor told him he was a 'Ladies-man' instead of a Wiseman and ever after he asked if he could be a 'Ladies-man.' If he is anything like his father, he most definitely will be exactly that! Oh No!

As our most intelligent men of the family struggled to find the right Nativity story in the scriptures, our little actors got a little frustrated. Merik took off the garb and started cooking. And the rest look somewhat annoyed at being put on hold. We will get it right next year. But they sure are the cutest Nativity I have ever seen.

Our Grandma Boosa. Could there be anyone sweeter in the world??? Now my little boy get's to find out just how sweet she is.

Santa's little elves. We are all hoping that Santa will bring just the right thing for all those kids. Luckily, he did! He knew exactly what they wanted and remembered to bring it!! Unfortunately once you become a parent Santa doesn't bring anything for us! No fun! And my parents went to bed and said they were retired from being Santa's little elves. I have decided it is much more fun to be the kid at Christmas!

It was fun to see all those smiles on Christmas. That is where the magic is, seeing Jett so excited about his Christmas morning stash.

$4 Doc the car, $50 Elmo. Watching Jett completely ignore Elmo and never let go of Doc, Priceless. Memo to Santa,
Money is no object!

Nothing like a White Christmas.

There is no greater gift on Christmas than marrying your true love for time and all eternity. What a special day for Jordan and Becca. It could not have been a better day. Well, having a nanny along could have been very helpful. Losing Jett three times that day, I had the thought at the back of my mind all day, 'how am I going to do this with three???' Thanks for all your help Mckayla and Mark, we couldn't have done it without you!

We are so happy for you Jordan. What an amazing journey you have began.

Jett kept telling RoWan that she looked so pretty. He keeps telling us that she is his 'best giwl.'

A fountain at the reception. A good thing or a bad thing? Great babysitter, not so great when they took a swim in their clothes!

The cousins. All in a row. All grown up.

More cousins, and more presents! This year Rhett's family got together after Christmas, we got to celebrate twice. So much fun!

What is my son holding? That couldn't be a dead, bloody duck could it? Oh no, not another red neck!

Yea for Aunt Shalee and Uncle Jeff! Big announcement to the whole family that they are pregnant. Not only that but she is due 11 days after me! Now we are just hoping for three little girls with MiKell, me, and Shalee all having babies within three weeks of each other.

Why is it that I cannot keep my son completely clothed? He is our little streaker!

And to end a perfect holiday, a baptism for Matthew. How special. Our future missionaries. Trouble makers now, yes, but there is lots of potential!

And of course we have to go fishing at least once.

And here's to another Great year!

P.S. 1. New Year's Resolution . . . Do not have a baby and get pregnant again in the same year!!!