It wasn’t Beckett’s first Christmas, but it felt like
it. Last year Christmas was kind of a
blur. The two things I remember most
were how much I resented Kolby every time he uttered the words, “I think he’s
hungry” and beginning to suspect that Beckett had broken my tailbone as he entered the world (he had). What can I say,
childbearing is not for the faint of heart.
But this year?
Christmas was nothing but enjoyable!
Newly one year old, Beckett was such a blast to celebrate the season
with. Kolby had two weeks off work so we
loaded the Camry to the brim and went on a 12-day Christmas tour.
The first stop was a week at Kolby’s parents’ ranch in
Wimberley. (Let me say for the record
that Beckett actually did AMAZING on the 4.5 hour drive down. Kids.
Always full of surprises.) On the
property there is a little studio cabin, a one-bedroom cabin and a newly
completed two-bedroom house with a huge kitchen and living area. We gathered there with Kolby’s whole
family. It was slow and relaxing and we
all had a great time. Beckett loved
playing with his two-year-old cousin, Kyndall, and she tolerated him pretty
well too ;)
We stayed in one of the cabins but put Beckett to bed each
evening at the main house, and one of my favorite parts of the trip was getting
to carry him the thirty yards home all bundled up and fast asleep every
night. Sweet boy.
Christmas morning was a big hit with the little ones. Beckett’s favorite gift was a pop up Sesame
Street toy that he got from his great grandparents. But he loved everything, obviously, and
especially liked bee-lining it to everything Kyndall opened and promptly being
informed that it was hers (“No Beckett, no. Mine!” I think my favorite moment was when Kyndall
opened her gift from us and as she was waiting for Kolby to get it out of the
package she started quietly saying, “I love it… I love it…I love it” with her hands
covering her mouth in excitement.
We had a big family meal that afternoon that included what
may be Kevin’s greatest culinary masterpiece to date (and that’s saying
something; he’s a wonderful cook!). Beef
tenderloin prepared by baking it in a salt dough. I have literally never tasted anything so
good. We dined together at Kolby’s grandmother’s
table, which has a spot built specifically for it at the new ranch house.
A few pictures:
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The Saturday after Christmas we moved on to our final leg of the tour, my parents’ ranch near Waxahachie. I am so grateful that our families both have
these amazing properties that can fit us all together comfortably and also
provide a ton of fun things to do. It is
such a luxury.
We met my whole family there and pretended Saturday was
Christmas Eve and Sunday was Christmas Day.
We did our annual tradition of making cut-out cookies together and
watching the movie Rocketman (because nothing says Christmas like a chimpanzee
going to Mars).
Santa brought a couple of special gifts to the ranch this
year. The big kids got a sweet go cart
and the little kids got a John Deere gator.
I can’t put into words how precious the boys were in the gator. CUTE OVERLOAD. The thing says for ages 3+ but we put our
two-year-old nephew behind the wheel and threw our one-year-old son in the
shotgun seat and they took off and had an absolute blast together. They rode that thing nonstop every chance
they could, every day we were there.
Apparently there was a lot of ranch work to be done!
A few family pictures:
Here's one of about a million videos of the boys doing their ranch work. Please excuse my awesome camera skills and narration.
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Merry (very belated) Christmas to all.
Joy to the world
The Lord is come
Let Earth receive her King
Let Earth receive her King
Let every heart
Prepare him room


















