That moment on Christmas Eve where I am surrounded by my big loving family, where the chaotic buzz of conversations, laughter, and playful children squeals; that moment is my peak. It's the kind of night that I always wish I could put on slow motion.
|Your typical Chrismtas picture. Complete with a saw.|
After opening up his present from his cousins Anna and Ella he had a grand little time showing off his bow tie wearing skills.
My Granny wears sparkles. Does yours?
A night filled with this much fun means big crashes for a little boy. While Santa gets to work.