Where does the time go? Sometimes I feel too busy to blog and other times I lapse because life is uneventful with no pictures to show for it. Here we go catching up on our AZ Christmas.
Every year and only once a year, I make a few batches of the Monahan cinnamon rolls. My sister encouraged me to wear a hairnet due to the brownie incident of 6 years ago that does not need to be talked about anymore. After making the dough and letting it rise and messing up the kitchen, it was time to let Grant help with the frosting...
He dumped the powdered sugar in the bowl and licked the beaters clean. Delivering cinnamon rolls was a great way to get to know a few more neighbors. Next year I vote to make bean burgers instead.
Will and I waited until 2 days before Christmas to buy G's gifts. We decided his gift would not be a giant flinstone car, but something much more mature and practical- his own minature leather chair. The only thing was that he found his present in our closet before Santa ever had time to drop it off Christmas night.
My family (minus all the kids) went to see the Forgotten Carols as a way to celebrate the season with music. My old HS friend was the star of the show and we all had a great time being together as couples. That's my sister in the picture below for those who've never met her.
The gingerbread house could not last forever and since Grant was clever enough to pull a stool over and begin his feast, we let him. Of course, after he ate the bench and part of the walk way, I had to interrupt. We actually STILL have the house, but Will can't bare to part with it yet.
Yeah, Christmas Eve. Grant probably thought it was his birthday or something. He loved opening his new PJ's from Grandma and Grandpa Titera. Oh, and his Santa suit still fits (technically). We'll make him wear it every year until he's 3.
Here are some pictures of Christmas Day. He was most excited about his stocking, which contained a BANANA and a new light up tooth brush.
Christmas night, we hung out at my parent's house and dressed up the kiddos for the Nativity. Grant was a shepherd... I somehow was talked into being the donkey.
We sure enjoyed the holidays and hope everyone else did, too. Now, onto
2010!!
