Short on Words

Well I haven't been writing too much on the blog these days, it seems that I just keep putting it off and forgetting and before I know it, December 20th is here-WHAT? Anyways, Matt would say it is okay, he doesn't read blogs, he just looks at pictures. But I am opposite, I love to read what people write and usually skim over photos. Well, maybe I will do a little of both in this post.

We have been keeping ourselves busy and I am happy to report that pretty much everything for Christmas is done and I can just enjoy the next few days with just my kids and staring at our Christmas tree and watching Reagan watch her presents under the tree with starry eyes. I told her today that she would get to pick out one gift on Christmas Eve to open (Rasmussen tradition) and she already chose her gift. Then she wanted to bring it in her room and put it next to her bed when she sleeps. Uhhhh, NO, I don't think so girlie. I have been finding little rips in all her presents for weeks now, she is a peeker and I know that having that gift right next to her will be too much temptation. Oh man, such good fun.

My friend told me about Christmas elves that visit in the weeks ahead of the big day and if the children are good, listen, and clean up then they get little treats left in their shoes. Reagan woke up that first morning with some candy in her shoes that we placed out. Well, smarty pants put the shoes out herself the second night.
Santa's elf left the same amount of candy and the following note:

She seemed cool with it. We had our Christmas party for the ward and the Santa part was great and all, but the deep fried turkey stole the show for the second year in a row. Reagan was a little nervous about seeing Santa up close. She started whimpering when it was her turn and luckily brave Addie sat with her, then we tried to get a photo with Nolan, too, but he wasn't having it.

Funny story about Santa: Reagan does not like the fact that he wears gloves. She keeps requesting that he remove his gloves (or "lovers" as she calls them) before coming to her house on Christmas Eve. I don't think she understands that she won't see him when he comes...or lets hope not, at least ;)

In the last 2 weekends, we have attended 3 Christmas parties that are complete with gift exchanges. All were great fun, we got some good stuff, seriously funny stuff, too. The first party we attended, our gift was a candy bra--yah, you know what I am talking about people, don't play all innocent, its the one from Spencers. It was worth it watching Teri Rossi open it up;) The second party I got a t-shirt that said I have been nice or something like that. Everyone laughed, but you know what--I actually LIKED it! It was an XL, too big for me, but I love huge shirts to just lay around in and it was cute. Matt looked at me like I was an alien when we traded our candles for it. The last party made me go home with a headache from laughing so dang hard. It never disappoints from year to year! My gift I ended up with was actually pretty funny: it came in a paint can-looking thing and was called Plumbers Spackle and it was a t-shirt with a long tail, intended to cover up plumbers crack. Awesome. Matt won 50 dollars to Elephant Bar, so hopefully between Flemings for our anniversary on the 28th and this place, we got some fine dining experiences coming up!

Speaking of fine dining: Matt's company party was at Vic Stewarts Steakhouse in Walnut Creek. Everyone raves about it, but Matt got totally sick from it and will never step foot in those doors again. I don't think I will ever have a chance to try Stewart's Sirloin.

Post incomplete without super cute pic of bubs. If I don't get a chance before Friday, Merry Christmas to all!!!