Well, Santa found us in Utah this year. Christmas morning began at a very decent hour, in fact I found myself fidgeting in bed around 8 a.m. with no signs of life coming from any other family member. Isla woke up shortly thereafter and the magic of Christmas began. Our morning was seemed to have it's especially precious moments, with our fair share of giggles and squeals of delight from the kids.
Roscoe got a bike.
And even let Isla take him for a spin on it.
Isla was thrilled with her baby highchair and new booster seat.
Daddy made breakfast.
And Mommy made a cake.
And there were many other generous gifts from family, thank you!
Later in the afternoon we headed over to our friend's place, to celebrate Christmas dinner with a group of Logan imports. Four couples with kids, and two fellow grad students - all of us from different places, here in Logan this holiday and with no family in town. It turned out to be a great night with plenty of laughs. Many thanks to our friends here in Logan for filling the family void this year. As my sister said so eloquently in her own blog this Christmas, "I am thankful for good friends close by, who remind me that family is not just people who share your blood, but your life."