25 December 2010
We started with a redneck Christmas breakfast...hahaha...southern style food served on paper and plastic!
Then we ended our evening with an untraditional Christmas dinner...steak and potatoes (we were all turkeyed out and I couldn't find a ham--atleast an uncooked one, so we settled for red meat.)

Kela was the most excited about Christmas. She had been trying to get into presents for a couple of days. Even that morning she tried to grab the goods before everyone. She was hilarious!

Then Noah was chomping at the bits:

We made Gabriel wait to go last, because he got his presents earlier in the week (lots of clothes), so we next moved to Brandon:

Frankie then made his way front and center:

And lastly, Gabriel got to search in his stocking for goodies:

Well, the guns came out quickly. Brandon bought Noah a gun too, and they had an all out war with the arsenal that he had accumulated.

Dad enjoyed making fun calls to wish his loved ones a merry Christmas:

Then we gathered for a family picture:
But, of course, noone could be serious! We are much too playful for that!
However, I must say that the most delightful thing of the day was watching Kela:
She was soooo excited about her clothes that she demanded to take a bath, put on an outfit, and she danced her little heart out, showing everyone what a beauty she is! She was extremely giddy and joyous over her new gems. She was by far the happiest of the bunch! She couldn't stop dancing for joy!

Then we gathered for a family picture:

However, I must say that the most delightful thing of the day was watching Kela:

Then Frank and I ended the evening by joining a bunch of couples at the theater to see True Grit (hated the ending). We just love our group of friends! They are the best!
3 comments:
I love the pictures of Kela dancing! I'm glad that you had such a great Christmas!
Kela is soo adorable! I can't believe how grown up all of your boys are.
Aww! Finally showing her age. But without the attitude. Aren't you lucky?! That girl is precious.
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