Every year we spend Christmas Eve at my parent's house with our family. We made it there (despite the constant snowfall that day) in time for church, and as is our custom, we took our annual Christmas Eve pictures when we got home. The highlight of our church service this year was watching my two boys get up and run down the aisle, out of the sanctuary, with Nana hurrying behind them! Yep... But after order was restored to our assigned pews, we enjoyed singing the carols and listening to the pastor remind us of what Christmas is really all about.
My two adorable little men... I may get made fun of sometimes for being so particular about the clothes my guys wear, but seriously... how can I be expected not to dress these two up when they look soooo cute in their suits?! (Please disregard Ben's fit that he is having... when he wasn't crying he looked pretty darn sharp!)
Merry Christmas!
We were finally reminded that if we wanted Santa to come, we had to go to bed. So we all went to bed eagerly anticipating what Christmas morning would bring...
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