Christmas 2009

Let me preface this post by saying, this is going to be another long post with lots of pictures. Sorry. This is what happens when you have one of the busiest Christmas seasons EVER. I think we spent more time on the road and partaking in festivities this Christmas than all other Christmases combined! It may have been the busiest Christmas, but it was also one of the best Christmases ever.

That said, we started the holidays off with a little shindig at our new place in East Point. We made lots of yummy treats and had a few good friends over to enjoy some games, some chatting, and as always, lots of laughing.

David's delicious cookies.

Mr. Paul Mitchell, Esquire treated us to a Christmas reading of "Strange Seashells and Their Stories" - a holiday classic. In front of a "roaring" fire, too!

We played a brutal round of boys vs. girls Christmas Win, Lose or Draw and I finally got to break out my $1 Target junk bin reindeer ears that I insisted I must have or my Christmas would not be complete.

Sarah's brilliant representation of "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer". Only, this Christmas, the reindeer decided to really cement the deed and use a truck.

Sarah liked the switch.

. . . and so did Joseph.

We chatted and had fun playing more games.

A party is never a party without Ashlyn and Miles. Love them.

And as always, my love finished the night with a cookie.

After the party, and a week or two of merriment in Atlanta, we headed to the mountains to begin Christmas with our family. We started the fun with a stop at the Niggley's beautiful home in the Cohutta Wilderness. The Niggleys always make the holidays special with great food and great company, and this year, with a great dancing, singing Christmas tree hat!

David with his pretty mom.

The hat, literally dancing off of my head.

Christmas Eve with Grandmom and the Murdocks.

Christmas Eve love.

Christmas morning, awaiting the mayhem of present opening.

Dewey and his new gun. Time to leave.

Christmas Day evening, we found ourselves at my parents' abode, playing more Christmas Win, Lose or Draw. This time it was a little less brutal, but still hilarious.

Our good friend Josh, playing along with the crazy Dunns.

Daddy drawing the best interpretation of "figgy pudding" ever.

Figgy Pudding. The two little blobs at the top that look a little like poo are figs. The bowl and spoon are self-explanatory. But the best is the rectangle with two rows of dashes. Those are Fig Newtons. Brilliant.

No Christmas would be complete without a family dance contest.

I clearly won.

Merry Christmas!