We woke up Christmas morning and Santa had come! The kids tore through their presents and loved everything. They are so funny. Just the way they interact with each
other even in the midst of the craziness of Christmas morning. They show each other what they got before they even show us and they get excited to play with each other's toys. They love between them is so special. After we got everything cleaned up and Grammy, Auntie Pooh, Uncle Curtis, and Grandpa Jeff came over (Nana was already here). And I started cooking. I was really excited to do this since I had never hosted a holiday dinner for my family before. I cooked
a pot roast and a corned beef . Since my Grammy is famous for her corned beef I was a little scared but it turned out AMAZING! I made the most delicious corned beef ever (I think). We exchanged our gifts and YAY! we got season passes to Disneyland. I knew the kids were getting them but had no idea I would get one too. We have already been once since Christmas and we are going back in a few weeks. Well after we ate and visited for a little while it was time to say goodbye and rush to my brother Aaron's house to spend some time with them and Dad and Lisa. My nephew Troy has gotten so big and gorgeous. Plus we played trains and that made him like
me. We hadn't seen them in so long and it was the perfect end to Christmas day.
After another days rest we headed to Vegas to spend some time with the rest of our family. Grandpa Larry had been battling cancer for the last year and the doctors had said he wasn't going to make it much longer. We wanted to make sure that while he and Grandma Debbie were visiting from Colorado we got to see them. On the way up our Explorer died and so we called mom to come pick us us, drove back home, put everything in the VW, and hit the road
again. After a very long 12 hours in the car (for a trip that should have taken 5 hours) we made it to Henderson. We spent the next day with everyone and it was great. Christopher, my nephew, is just the cutest thing. Everything is "Auntie" and "Uncle Ben". He melted both our hearts every time he talked to us.
The next day was not so great though. I got a call from my mom on the morning of the 29th, while we were still in Vegas, that my Uncle Curtis had died. We knew he was sick
but he hid so much of it from us all. I am so glad that we got to have one last Christmas with him. And on Christmas day him and I shared a special moment. I'm choosing to keep that moment private and in my heart always as my last memory of him. Never was there someone so full of love, acceptance, and a willingness to help someone in need. I will miss my "Uncle Cursis" dearly.
We decided to drive home that night instead of staying as originally planned but before we did Uncle Steve got off of work early and took us to the snow. Ivy had only
RIP Grandpa and Uncle Curtis. I know Chris greeted you both with open arms!