You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout I'm telling you why....

For the past few morning leading up to Christmas, I sang "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town" every morning while dressing the babies. They must have taken it to heart about the no crying, pouting, shouting bit because they were absolutely wonderful this Christmas. I keep referring to today as their '1st' Christmas, because for all intensive purposes, it is. And besides- I was so tired this time last year I don't remember anything about the day except for what I see in pictures! For comparison's sake (and you know how I love to look back), let's see the difference between last year's Christmas Eve after mass picture and this year's.



Every child needs Christmas pajamas, and since we have double the children, we have double the Christmas pj's! Here's PJ's #1 a few days before Christmas. We're just warming up for the big day.


And here we are with the day of Christmas PJ's. I think I can get away with dressing them alike until they're, oh, 18-ish?


Speaking of dressing alike... In case you missed it in the first family photo, here are the duo in their matching plaid Christmas clothes. It's practice for Catholic school! I could just eat them up.




Much progress has been made in the way of actually understanding receiving new gifts, as evident by their reaction to....

1- the new indoor climbing/sliding/crawling around in gym from Meema and Papa


2- the Woolly and Lucy pillows from Grammy and Pops


3- the piggy bath toys from Uncle Jon and Aunt Niki


4- and last but not least... what every baby dreams of... their very own personalized Daisy BB guns from Papa!



We had a wonderful day and are very thankful for all of the wonderful people in our lives. Merry Christmas everyone!

Holiday Festivities

Uncle Bill, Aunt Blake, and Will were in town visiting at the beginning of the month and good times were had by all. We went to Uncle Marvin and Aunt Edie's house on the river to see the Julington Creek boat parade where Reid fell asleep for the parade and Eva jumped up and down waving to all of the passing adorned vessels. Does this surprise anyone?



Our next adventure with Will was the annual Oyster Roast at Meema and Papa's house. It was scaled down this year for just family but we still had a blast. All of the cousins hopped on board for the hayride around the pasture, bundled up against the awesome cold winter night.



We've been making the rounds visiting all of our social circles lately as well. So many places to go and people to see! Our first Christmas party was with the multiples club we belong to- JACKPOTTS (Jacksonville Parents of Twins and Triplets). Yes, triplets- there were 3 sets at the party. Ack! I'll keep my twins. This was also our first encounter with Santa. I shouldn't be surprised by their reaction, as evident in a picture my parents have of me at around 20 months old crying my eyes out with Jolly Old St. Nick.





Next stop, Christmas party at daycare. The reaction to Santa was not much different here and produced even more tears, but I don't have it documented just yet. The daycare assistant has that picture which I will be picking up shortly. Here we are snacking with our school buddies.



So far, we've had a very adventurous season and are really looking forward to Christmas Eve mass, dinner, and of course the big day next week. We'll check back in then!