After a rather rough Christmas Eve evening, slamming doors, refusal to eat dinner, melodramatic crying, icky behavior (no, it wasn't Kevin OR me) I was wondering if the Christmas spirit would be alive and well come Christmas morning.
Maybe it was the gift of snow that brought the Christmas Spirit back.
Emma and Ellie spent hours outside playing in the snow. Isn't that one good looking snowman?!
New crayons and notebooks were a hit too, making the rug in front of the fireplace a favorite spot all day long.
A friend stopping by to read a good book was well appreciated!