'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes the St. Nicholas soon would be there...

(mom, amber and I snuggled in bed Christmas eve)

...The Children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads...

(Cute kiddos in their sunday best!)

...His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples, how merry! his cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry. He had a broad face, and a little round belly, that shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly...

(or just me with some sexy onesie pajamas from santa!)

...He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, and filled all the stockings, and then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose...

(my momma. . . aka the best santa ever!)

...He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him explain, 'ere he drove out of sight...

(all of us together, I LOVE my family!)

Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night!