We arrived right on schedule and Nani and Paige were there to greet us! Papa still had to work, so Anthony went with me for a "grocery shopping" date. It was nice - even if we were in the grocery store! We spent the rest of the day cooking and breaking in Nani and Papa's new oven. They got a fancy new oven and I was the first one to cook in it! I felt so privileged :) The meal turned out great, even if we did burn the first batch of crostini to a crisp. The broiler works really well in that thing, apparently.
We woke up Christmas Eve morning and made the best food ever - Monkey Bread. Nolan enjoyed mixing up the biscuits in the cinnamon-sugar mixture. He liked eating it once it was baked even better!
We have been talking more and more about the true meaning of Christmas this year, and we kept telling Nolan that we were going to be celebrating Baby Jesus's birthday, and that's what Christmas was about. After telling him this story a few times, he proceeded to tell me one morning on the way to school that we need to make Baby Jesus a birthday cake. Since he is a baby and has two teeth, he can eat birthday cake and we needed a cake for him. It melted my heart, and made sense to me, so we decided to make a birthday cake for Baby Jesus on Christmas Eve.
We had a Gingerbread man tin that I bought just for Christmas, and decided that it was the perfect pan for the birthday cake :) Nolan helped me make the mix, and even decided to leave his handprint for Baby Jesus in the cake mix.
After his nap, the cake was cool enough to decorate! I had to get a picture earlier on of the name "Jesus" on it, because I knew that it would quickly be covered with an inch of sprinkles and sugar. I was right! Thank goodness it was warm enough outside to let him do it on the back porch - we would have had a sugary mess if not!
The finished product!
We decided to try to make it to Christmas Eve service again this year, and I am so glad we did. Nolan did really well throughout the entire service. I think he really enjoyed the singing, and there were hundreds of new people he didn't know, so he had plenty to watch. It was standing room only, so he split his time between us on our row, and Nani and Papa a couple of rows down. I about died when he walked around to come sit with us in the middle of service and said, loud as could be, "I had chocolate, Mommy!" It cracked us (and everyone around us up). Of course he had chocolate whilst sitting on Nani's lap - big surprise :)
Even though I can barely get a "normal" smile out of him these days, these pictures still melt my heart! He is for sure my biggest and best present ever!












