This morning the kids didn't come upstairs until 7:01. Hyrum texted me a countdown while I was nursing Lainey in the yellow chair upstairs, one number at a time. This year I want to remember everyone squishing on our bed to open stockings and the pretty watch I got from Santa. I want to remember the way Sawyer got excited about EVERY gift before he even saw what it was. I want to remember Camilla's sweet letter (she wrote everyone a special letter for Christmas) and the way it made me tear up. I want to remember the way Cooper rode his scooter from Gramma and Grampa with one leg up in the air while he would coast. I want to remember Ollie asking if he can hold Lainey on his shoulder, and then watching him pace around the house patting her back. "This is the best mom!" he whispered as he rubbed her head. I also want to remember how lucky we were to have my Mom and Dad join us for the chaos of Christmas morning. Without further adieu, here are some snapshots from the day...
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