6 Christmases

Forget the twelve days of Christmas. This year, we're going for six Christmases (though not on consecutive days - we're not crazy).

On the first day of Christmas, Gigi and Papa Merrill came to walk downtown Franklin and deliver some very cool matchbox cars.

On the second day of Christmas, Grandma and Grandpa Denny arrived for some Noah-time. They also delivered the hit of the day: a Radio Flyer car that can be pushed by any gullible adult. (Disclaimer: Despite appearances, we do not encourage drinking and driving.)

On the third day of Christmas, my parents, brothers, sisters-in-law, and nieces/nephews arrived with food and a mountain of presents to open, giving the cousins a chance to play, push (the car), eat, and enjoy new-toy overload.

Since Noah slept through most of the third day, on the fourth day of Christmas, Grammy and Papa Stewart helped Noah open his treasure trove of trucks, books, crayons, clothes, and a new train table. Noah also took it upon himself to inspect the tree for any hidden gifts.

Now, we're looking forward to the fifth day of Christmas, when Grandma and Grandpa Ball arrive with Noah's youngest aunts and uncle! And our sixth day of Christmas? A quiet morning of pajamas, Krispy Kreme, carols, and presents just between the three of us. We try to have our own family Christmas in December, but I think this is the third time it's gotten pushed to January, and it actually provides a lovely wrap-up to the season.

We are so blessed with families that we love and enjoy. Thank you for making the treck to visit us, for your generosity while you were here, and for your examples as godly people. We love you all!