Let’s see, where was I? Oh yes, we left Friday and traveled about 8.5 hours eastward to spend Xmas with the in-laws, just like every year.
I didn’t get a picture of our SUV, packed to the gills with presents, but we came to the conclusion that there is absolutely no way in hell we can pack a giant suitcase, a dog, a baby AND all its baby stuff and still manage to fit presents in the car. So next year will be the year of giftcards.
Anyway, we weren’t at my in-laws’ house five minutes before the hubs asked if he could tell his parents that we’re having a boy. I had big elaborate plans to have both of our parents open their gifts, not knowing what to expect, and be completely surprised by the news. It was a good idea in theory, but Christmas was still 2 full days away and I knew the hubs was just too dang excited to keep quiet for that long. So we told them, and later that night when hubby’s sister and her two kids came over, we told them too. Everyone was definitely excited for us.
Christmas Eve was spent running a few errands with the in-laws in preparation for the huge gathering coming over on Christmas day. We also dropped by hubby’s uncle’s house to see all of his animals. It’s like a petting zoo over there. Cows, horses, chickens, rabbits, dogs, turkeys, and a potbellied pig by the trampoline.
See? Pig + trampoline. Not kidding.
Oh and the cows aren’t just pets. They’re future steak dinners. Sad, but true.
Later that night, we sat around sipping my father-in-law’s homemade hot chocolate while watching Home Alone 1 and 2. A classic Christmas experience.
And if there was ever a family that goes overboard on Christmas, it’s this one. I had to go to the second floor just to get this shot, which STILL doesn’t capture all of the presents.
Of course, when you’re celebrating with a family of more than 15 people, this doesn’t seem as extreme. But still. Ridiculous, right?
Christmas morning was spent getting ready, eating breakfast, and cleaning for company. Both of hubby’s sisters celebrate with their own kids in the morning, go to church, and THEN come over for present-fest #2, which typically starts around noon. My parents even made the drive this year to partake in the craziness. After all, they’ve heard me talk about it for years, so it was time they see it for themselves. And I’m so glad that they did. About 5 minutes after they arrived, I had my parents open the first present – the ornament announcing that we’re having a boy. My mom’s reaction was priceless.
And just like every year, I feel like we got way too much stuff. My in-laws gave me an entire new set of pots and pans, plus a seasoned, cast-iron skillet and dutch oven (among other things) and my husband got a ton of new clothes and some new shoes. He’s one of the few people I know that just loves to get clothes for Christmas. But one of my favorite gifts actually came in my stocking and was pretty much the only baby-related gift I received (aside from some lotion and a glider from my mom that was given to us early and a Babies R Us giftcard from my in-laws).
Looks like this baby will be a Michigan fan whether he likes it or not!
Oh and here’s the obligatory by-the-tree photo, after all the presents were opened.
One sister left shortly after meal-time. Something about having 5 kids, with two of them under age 2 being quite exhausting and needing naps. Not sure if she meant her or the babies, but I’m thinking maybe both. The other sister and her little family had a church obligation at 6pm that night, so the rest of us headed to the movie theater to see Mission Impossible 3, which I highly recommend, by the way.
All in all, I think our niece and nephew said it best when they declared this Christmas the “Best Christmas EVER!” You’ll hear no argument from me!