Back to Christmas

Here are just a few pictures from a wonderful Christmas in London!

One of the highlights for me was how much Wiley enjoyed playing with his toys. We didn't tear through Santa and on to family gifts at all. He genuinely loved playing with Woody and Buzz and his legos for a long time...at least long enough for us to all have coffee and coffee cake. Having a Christmas morning that was not rushed through and was savored was so special.

Back to Christmas Eve (below) Wiley went to work with Wil! Here Wiley is in Lloyd's of London (Insurance Market). The Titanic, Marilyn Monroe's legs, Brad Paisley's voice, your beach condo...you name it...is insured in this building.

The boys before they leave for work. Wiley insisted on wearing a tie like Wil.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

Well, a lot like Christmas since it's 2 weeks away.

Here is Wiley at his school's Christmas party. They did a dance that followed the plot of the Snowman, and they sang sweet songs complete with jingle bells. And then Santa came and sang about how busy he is and did a little rap. Yeah. 5 brownies were later consumed by Wiley, and we crashed hard later that day.

Our Christmas tree! Nothing feels more like Christmas time than when you have your lights on, Christmas music on and you are with your little family.

In other news, we are just waiting. I need to get in the mindset of "December 29th" is the day. (It is, by the way). I'm currently in "Any day now!" mindset which while true, kind of just makes you more crazy than is really necessary. My bag has been packed and re-packed and I'm feeling good about that. I had Wil take a picture of me with my belly so that I could remember the end of it/I think there are maybe 5 pictures of me being pregnant this entire past 9 months. After looking at them, I was reminded why we don't take pictures of ourselves when 9 months pregnant.

Hope you and your family are enjoying the season!

Just because...

I'm not really entirely sure where we were going. Obviously a tacky Christmas party. But I had to share this one. I was going to do a sweet sentimental pictures of Christmases past, but this one was too good to pass up. Poor Wiley and his elf hat. Love you, Wil!

Merry Christmas

Christmas is coming!

Look how few days we have left! (I'm a day behind. Oops.)

Does that make you panic or really happy?

And we saw Santa!

The greenery is out!

Along with my new poster (so cheaply framed, and not as cute as it could be).

How are you preparing your house for the big day?

But more importantly...I'm thinking of how I'm preparing my heart for the big day.

But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart.

Luke 2:19

Christmas: London Style

Instead of tying a nice Carolina grown tree

to the top of my Tahoe for all to see,

Wil found himself holding on the bus,

a spiky Nordic tree, and he didn't even cuss!

Our stockings were hung on our chimney with care,

And we hope Santa delivers to London...a city so fair(??)!

Our tree how it pricks! Our tree how it sheds!

We hope on Christmas our tree won't be dead!

Thanks to Maddie and Kyle, ornaments we did find,

including a picture of them, they are so kind!

And of imported Rotel and Velveeta we did eat,

because this cheese dip cannot be beat!

Then, off to Church we did go,

The story of baby Jesus to be shown.

And Wiley in his cotton balls,

a right jolly ole' sheep.

Would sing with his friends, so loudly they called,

"Glory to God! Glory to God! Glory to God in the Highest!"