The day before Christmas Eve, I came down with the stomach flu. For a while I was afraid I'd have to miss the fun of the kids opening their gifts and spending time with Jerod's side of the family on Christmas Eve, but thankfully it turned out that it was just the short version of the flu (I've heard there's a 72 hour flu!) and so I was feeling somewhat normal by Christmas Eve. Miss Kate wore a real outfit for the first time (up until then she'd lived in sleeper clothes) and looked so cute - complete with size zero shoes just incase she decided to go for a walk .
Infact, all the cousins were looking quite dapper.
Then Grandpa Lee read the Christmas story from the Bible, and all the children listened intently and waited patiently to open gifts...
and oh boy were there gifts...there was about a 30 minute flurry of present opening.

At one point Sam asked me, "Mom, is this heaven?"
"No, " I replied, "It's Corcoran." (Just a little Field of Dreams reference for you there.)
Then we took family photos.
Our new family of 4:
Great-Grandpa & Great-Grandma Cornelius with a few of their Great-grandkids.
(Apparently Sam developed a strange tic that night - unable to say "Cheese!" without holding up his foot. His foot was straight up in the air in most of our family photos from this night.)
Uncle Matt, Auntie Heather, Emma, and Sadie:
Grandpa Lee and Grandma Barb (and a funny Sadie face):
Great Auntie Karen with the kids:
(See! Emma had to hold down Sam's foot to get a normal picture. Weird kid.)
and finally, Karen and Matt (just for kicks):