When we were just dreaming of getting married and having babies I suggested that we start staying home for Christmas as soon as we have a kiddo. Best idea I've had. Although we certainly missed our families, we loved starting traditions and enjoying our own tree in our own house. Dad joined us, and Emory was spoiled by all of you. Thanks so much!
The last picture shows Emory in one of her adorable Christmas outfits. Together with the hat she looked just like one of Santa's helpers. On the way out of the restaurant on Christmas Eve Day, we had to stop by almost every table for people to say hello. At the last table a mommy said to her son (maybe 4 years old), "Look! It's a real, live elf!". He stopped and stared for at least 10 full seconds before saying very seriously, "Nooooo, it's not. It's not flying." Made perfect sense.
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