
Our Christmas vacation started on Saturday where my Mom's side of the family came over to celebrate Christmas. This side of the family is just booming with little children and it almost gets overwhelming when you don't have a child of your own. My uncle kept saying that my children will also be pulling off the garland from the Christmas tree and throwing ornaments, but I'm not so sure about that. I hope that we will have a little more control over them, but I guess we will just have to see. My favorite is still little Maddex, mainly because he is still too young to start talking and he never wants to get away from me holding him.


After talking over breakfast, we got on the subject of not remembering any of the countries and capitals anymore like we used to know in school. Danielle purchased a flash card game just so she could brush up on her free time, so we got out the cards and make a little game over it. Mackie and I had plans to go shopping to look for a New Year's Eve dress for her, so I had to start getting ready. As I was upstairs getting ready, I hear Greg and his brother and sister getting really good at the countries and capitals and laughing and having a good time. I was thinking how proud their Mom and Dad must be to have children that enjoy playing educational games.

As we've become older and now have to share Christmas day with our significant other's families, Christmas Eve has become the Schomburg's family Christmas. My parents cook a good meal and we open up the present to each other. We usually play a game as well, but this year we didn't. My Mom was sick again over the Christmas weekend, so it's never the same when she's feeling under the weather. We always take a picture in front of the tree every year, and then we do a funny picture. Greg still doesn't get the hang of the funny pictures, so he always looks confused in the photos.
I woke up early on Christmas morning to go to Church and then over the Millers to celebrate their Christmas. We had a really good breakfast and then started opening gifts. Mrs. Miller made a blanket for Abby out of Greg's old sweatshirts. The fabrics are so soft, and Abby loves it.
By the time we finished opening up presents, we didn't have too much time to play games before we had to head over to celebrate Christmas with my Dad's side of the family. We made it back in time to see the 2 little cousins open up their gifts and play a game. My other two cousins came over in the evening to continue to play games with us.The day after Christmas we saw Jessica and Evan who were in town. We ate lunch at Jessica's parent's house and played more games. We were really tired from the day before so we weren't all that chatty, but Greg and I have a trip planned to go visit them in Washington DC in a couple weeks, so we knew we would see them again.
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My Mom found these jammies for our dogs. Abby didn't mind wearing them. |

We're back at home and all I wanted to do with my last few days off was clean, clean, clean. We put away all our Christmas decorations, but all the floors still need a thorough cleaning, so we are going to accomplish that today. It was great seeing everyone and we would like to start planning our year ahead with everyone coming up for a visit sometime, so let us know!
PS. I promise we did hang out with the Miller side of the family even though I have no pictures to prove it. I told Greg that I am going to have to be that creepy camera person always taking pictures from now on and forcing people to smile at times.
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