Christmas was wonderful. We spent Christmas eve at our church's service, where Keating actually sat through the entire thing. I am sure it helped that there was snow falling from the ceiling and lots of singing and acting, but I will take what I can get!
After church we went to my parent's house where we had a traditional cajun Christmas eve dinner of seafood gumbo. Keating got to open the first present this Christmas and my parents decided to give him his biggest gift first. That pretty much distracted him the rest of the night because he is so obsessed with this tractor! I still haven't uploaded any photos so all that we have are iphone pics.
Even though Keating didn't really understand the excitement of Christmas morning, he woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to start the day. I stuck him in our bed for a few minutes so that I could put on a smidge of makeup before going into the living room. Call me vain, but Christmas morning photos live on for-ev-er. Keating had a little bedhead, but he isn't ashamed. If you happened to notice the festive red sheets on our bed, I wasn't trying to be Christmasy, thats just what we threw on when Keating decided to color with Sharpie all over our WHITE duvet and sheets the day before. But thats a different post for a different day.
We kept it simple, but Santa was pretty good to Keating. He hadn't gotten any new toys in a long time, so he was due for a few upgrades. A few of his favorites were his remote controlled police car, a basketball that Lola immediately popped, his Sesame Street toys, and the magnadoodle that I added last minute after the Sharpie incident.
Santa... or Brad was very good to me as well. I got a few great stocking stuffers such as travel toiletry bags from West Elm, a new Iphone cover, and a housekeeping service for 6 months!!!! That man really knows the way to my heart, or he is just tired of having a dirty house!

I also got the most beautiful pair of Frye boots I've ever laid eyes on. I've been asking for a pair every Christmas since we got married. I told Brad I'd wear them the rest of my life if I got them. So far that has been true, they haven't left my feet except to sleep.

And to add one more surprise to the list, Brad and his talented carpenter friend made the shelf that I have been dying for ever since I saw this photo! I can't wait to get it hung up! It is really going to finish the look of our entry way.

Which brings me to the final "gift" of Christmas... Santa made a late delivery and this little guy came to live with us yesterday. Brad has been dying for another German Shepherd and this week we finally found one in our price range. Brad called on the ad, but told me that all of the puppies had been sold. Of course he was pulling a fast one on me, because he had one reserved. Yes we are quite crazy to bring a puppy into the house with a baby on the way! I think the pregnancy hormones are eating my brain. But just look at that face! Also take notice of his ENORMOUS paws, this guy is going to be a beast.

Keating and "Riggs" (his unofficial name) have become fast friends. They follow each other around and enjoy sitting in the dog crate together, or sharing toothbrushes. He's great at sharing, but we are working on not sharing quite so much stuff with dogs!
Poor Lola on the other hand... is not a fan. Not. One. Bit. She and I are officially outnumbered in the male to female ratio in the house.

Keating doesn't really understand Christmas this year, but he has enjoyed the perks of Christmas lights, the tree and his new favorite beverage eggnog! It is going to be hard to explain to him that eggnog is seasonal and he can't have it year round. He's especially curious about the ornaments (all of the special ones have been put up high), and recently he became interested in the gifts. Yesterday he snuck away with a pair of scissors and was trying to cut the paper off of the presents under the tree. Yes, I am an awful mom and I had scissors within reach of a toddler. Honestly though, the kid knows how to use a Dewalt drill and tries to take apart his toys with screw drivers... scissors are the least of our problems! I guess I can blame his love of tools on all of the house renovations. 


















