Locked Out On Christmas Eve

Tuesday morning, which was Christmas Eve, I set my alarm for 6:45.  I had just gotten up and my phone rang.  It was Trey.  He started off with, “You’re not going to like this!”  I don’t like much at all at that hour of the morning except peace and quiet so I knew what he was about to say wouldn't be good.  Well, Fancy Pants went out to the farm to go hunting and locked his keys in his truck.  How this happened I will never know, but it did and he needed ME to rescue him.  He was correct, I didn't like it because it was 6:45, it was 28 degrees outside, and both of my boys were still asleep.  I had big plans to shower alone without an audience, but instead I had to get the boys up, drive 15 miles out to the farm to deliver the keys, and another 15 miles back home.  Representative Lamar better be glad it was Christmas Eve and I was feeling holly and jolly, or I might have let him walk home!!!

After our rescue mission the boys decided to play in the laundry basket.  Bitty’s barstool battle wound is looking much better.  He doesn't even know he got hurt!  He was ready for breakfast.  The whole point in the mouth thing means food!

 I told Trey we would leave to go to my parents’ house for Christmas Eve festivities at 9:30.  We didn't leave until 10:22 (time management is not his strong point…but I wasn't ready either after the rescue mission).  I called my parents to let them know we were on the way and my mom, Gran, sort of panicked and asked us to make some other stops because she wasn't ready.  That wasn't hard with shopping and traffic to delay our arrival.

The kids were wild, to say the least, but it was totally expected and exciting to see them so thrilled about Christmas and being together.  They sat down to color for about 42 seconds and then it was back up again to find something more interesting to get into.  

 I told them they had to eat before we would open presents.  They shoveled in some food and were all ready to see their goods within minutes.

 Ashley, my sister in law, made Gran and BoomPa a picture album from all of our beach pictures.  Dad and Molly Cate were checking it out in this picture.

 Out of ALL the presents they received that would rather play in a box!

 I won the aunt award of the year.  I found Jack some Halloween costumes, one of which was Buzz Light Year.  He saved the day the rest of the afternoon!!!

 Caroline was such a good babysitter to John Brantley.

BoomPa went to the bakery and bought them all cookies….  

 Ford

 Molly Cate

 Jack AKA Buzz Light Year

 John Brantley

 Caroline

We wanted a group picture and Bitty wouldn't cooperate soooo…. 

 BoomPa held him upside down!!!

 After a fun and action filled afternoon we headed home.  I was quite sure that Bitty would take a nap.  That was a negative.  When we finally pulled into Mayberry and got settled at home it was 4:15, and he was in desperate need of some zzzz’s.  We rocked and he fought me.  He got a 45 minute nap before I had to wake him up to get dressed for the Christmas Eve service at church.  After church we headed to Big Momma and Big Daddy’s house for snacks.  The boys love going over there and playing with their toys. 

 Puddin was trying to get Bitty to eat.    

 He decided he would have some shredded cheese.  That was the only healthy thing he ate all day.      

We got home, bathed, and put our pajamas on for the annual reindeer food distribution.  Ford was excited to sprinkle his oats and glitter in the yard.  Naturally, John Brantley didn't’t have a clue, but he was all about joining in on the activity!!!        

 I am ohhh sooooo thankful that Gran felt well enough to participate in all the Christmas Eve festivities, and even spend the night for the third year in a row with us on Christmas Eve night.  It was a fabulous day until I told Ford he had to go to bed….