Christmas Eve. Mom’s side.
T’s family had something around the same time as the Hernandez side, so he arrived a little later. Just in time for dinner and “White Elephant” though.
Because I am the first grandchild, my duty is to put the angel on the tree. Every year since I can remember. Me and Papa :)
All the men received pajama pants (along with other gifts) from my grandparents. We had a little fashion show in the living room.
Feeling inspired after watching How The Grinch Stole Christmas with the family the night before, we put cups in our hair, taped up our noses, and became Whos from Whoville.
Christmas morning. First, T’s mom’s place.
We played with Rusty (their pup), sipped on some hot cocoa, and opened presents. Some people wonder why I don’t take pictures with T’s family and that’s because I’m still a very shy person. I can tell my brothers, my parents, my family to pose, be silly. I can stick a camera in their faces and know they’ll be okay with it. T’s family, I still feel fairly new. And when I’m with them, I want to enjoy the moment. Also, I’m still not sure who likes getting their picture taken, who doesn’t want their picture on Facebook/the blog (privacy reasons), etc. We had a good time :)
Came home to open presents with my family.
Michael got T and I an Anchorman pajama jumpsuit and Ron Burgundy’s book. If you know me, you know I have a MAJOR crush on Will Ferrell. Big one.
Christmas afternoon. Dad’s side.
I believe this is the second year that my uncle and aunt hosted Christmas dinner. There was tons of food, delicious desserts, and good times spent with the people we love.
The family – including Hooti!
Merry Christmas! Love you, family!