Post Christmas Blues

Ok so of course from the pictures below you would never know any of us suffered from a Christmas hangover. And not the alcoholic beverage kind. I'm referring to the aftermath of sadness that overcame me once the holiday was over. I hated seeing my parents leave (I may be 32 years old, but I am still a mama and daddy's girl to no end). I already missed the excited feeling you get when you know Christmas morning is approaching. I sort of missed our Elf and his craziness. I missed the excuses to bake cookies. But in all honesty, I really missed being able to tell the girls that if they do not behave, the presents would be few and far between under the tree. (You know you ALL do that). The Easter Bunny just doesn't have the same effect that Santa does. And Easter is pretty far away in a child's eyes. So now I am left to the normal daily ways of parenting. *Sighhhhh*

Tom loves the fact that Ella received Legos for gifts. Finally a toy they have he can relate to.

The game Hedbanz cracks me up with these kids.

Grandpa time:)

I loved that we lived with them for a year and these girls really got to know and LOVE their grandparents on both sides. My dad adores these girls as much as they adore him!

Lazy afternoons with daddy

Ella built a snowman inside (when it's too cold to go outside...you made do, ok??)

And we just had to look like our AG doll, Julie.

Note: Julie's side braid