Location: the farm, western PA
From Santa: Abigail got a tiny hedgehog stuffie, Joseph got a Blue Angel plane, and together they got a 4-person set of laser tag
Abigail's gifts: Legos, an MP3 player (which we loaded with a variety of music for her, yet she has gravitated towards the Broadway songs we put on it and has been walking around singing from Avenue Q and Book of Mormon), many Star Wars items (classic Han action figure and BB8 stuffie are favorites), t-ball set, Card and Go Seek game
Abigail got to go to a fairly new coffee shop in the town (there certainly was no coffee shop when my brothers and I were growing up there!) with her aunts and uncles, which was awesome to her. She cherishes experiences with them so much more than gifts they give her. The experiences (hot cocoa at the coffee shop, learning to play checkers, playing laser tag, watching her brother fall in the creek) are what she is still talking about several days later.
Joseph's gifts: Legos, a camera (it is SO adorable watching him taking pictures of everything), many Star Wars items, a kids' drum set (click here for a 30 second video), a lunch box (he has been so jealous of Abigail's), Good Night Construction Site PJs and Excavator stuffie
My family put up with me trying to capture a new family picture to include Joseph. The weather and lighting were weird and it was beyond muddy, but we did it.
The Bittersweet: My parents are saying this is the last Christmas at the farm. I want them to live closer to me, closer to their 2 grandkids. But I don't want to lose the farm. I cannot imagine Joseph never remembering it or Abigail pining for it. I want the kids to grow up knowing the magic and beauty of that land, the woods, the creek, the quiet. I wish we could just do a farm-transplant to Virginia.
|listening to music while waiting for everyone to|
wake up and come downstairs
|taking 100 pictures while waiting for everyone to|
|hot cocoa at the coffee house|
|we were lucky to have such nice weather on Christmas|
Day so Joseph could take tractor rides and Abigail
could play in the woods
|Christmas #2 at our own home|