"It's somebody's birthday!" as Sammy says. This time it was mine. We had a Swedish celebration and since my bday was soon, we celebrated that too. It was a tasty meal of Swedish meatballs (not the real horse kind), lingonberry sauce, cheese fondue, creamed spinach, boiled potatoes, pickled beats, pickled herring, and a normal cake :)
After being filled with yummy food, I got to snuggie babycakes #2.
Sammy was scared and would hug our legs while in line. But he got over it and liked to just smile and stare at Santa. And give him hugs. We got done and he asked to see Santa again. So I got in line with him.
Baby Jonathan has chubbed up and is doing what he does best. Sleep.
I came home right before Christmas. My sisters have loved me from day one.
I believe I kept my parents up all night Christmas Eve, giving them an hour or so of sleep before they were awaken by excited little girls. From that Christmas on, I would always be the last one up on Christmas morning :)
It's time to show a little love on my part. Inanimate objects are being neglected in my life: my room, figuring out who owes me what, and all eighty billion pictures I want to share. Blog, I'm starting with you :)