Last year we drove to California for Christmas. This year we opted to stay at home. Logan was old enough to enjoy Christmas, I wanted a tree and we have been having plenty of snow so I was very hopeful for another white Christmas.

Instead of us going to see Gramma, Grampap, Aunt Gretna and the dogs, they came to see us (really, just Logan).

Helping Gramma make cookies

Reading books with Aunt Gretna

Hanging out with Grampap on Christmas Eve

The trend for snow continued, and three days before Christmas we received 24-inches of fluffy white powder! We were all ecstatic for the snow (except for maybe Noah, who helped his brother plow and shovel). Gretna was able to experience her first white Christmas. We all enjoyed playing in the snow, and Logan helped Gretna and me build a snowman in the cul-de-sac, a dangerous location. The snowman had many close calls with Death in the forms of: neighbor’s minivan getting stuck, the mail truck, the garbage truck, and a neighbor’s cheep turning donuts. We eventually set cones around it until the weather warmed up enough where he was already starting to melt away.

To top off the snowfall, we even received another 1/2-inch on Christmas Eve!

Logan was not overly excited with opening gifts on Christmas morning. He had already been up for a while, had grown quite cranky and was ready for a nap. Alas, he enjoyed his presents after he had taken a morning siesta.

It was a great Christmas with all of the snow and family.