It is a truth universally acknowledged, that Christmas with kids is the most fun kind of Christmas. This is why we have made the trek to grandparents’ houses years longer than most, because those tiny cousins with their bright eyes on Christmas morning- those are the moments we love.
This year, we celebrated together as always, but with two new additions! After stumbling over one another the night before with sleeping bags lining any spare stretch of floor, we awoke each morning eager to celebrate. We celebrate the togetherness (even when it reaches its own limit), and we celebrate the sunshine with the crisp air. We celebrate the hope of the season, and we rejoice at the difference a year makes.