Ok so let's be honest. Christmas Eve could have gone better. Yelling at everyone, breaking down in tears, sister-in-law hugging me as I begged to go home and have Brock be there . . . yeah total disaster. You know I have some good family when they can sympathize and not hate me the next day. Still wish the emotional breakdown wouldn't have occurred. Regardless the boys had a great time. Brock sent down a gift that we got to open up Christmas Eve . . . . Brock as a bobble head, what a funny and needed surprise (Brock always gives the BEST gifts). Aunt Eryn played the violin and Aunt Lindsey played the piano as we all tried our best at singing some holiday classics. All the grandkids got Christmas jammies from Grandma and looked TOO cute all lined in a row. Santa's elves had been leaving the kids little surprises for the days leading to Christmas and everyone was eager to get to bed for the next morning . . . . Jesus' Birthday!
