Christmas morning, Oliver was awake before all of us, marking his entry into being a kid. He will be five next month after all. The rest of the day was spent lounging around the house, eating Christmas cookies and other treats, and NOT cooking the Christmas dinner I had planned. We did take a short walk around the neighborhood...you know...to make room for more cookies.
My table still looks like this, because I have yet to cook Christmas dinner.
Remember my Christmas wish list? Megan bought me the wine glasses and the turkish towels! The glasses are even more beautiful in person.
Brewier gave me a Filofax, something I've wanted since I was a teenager, and a beautiful scarf from Anthropologie.
This journal was my birthday present from Oliver. He saw it months ago, at Barnes and Noble, and was so excited to give it to me. Since he was really, really little, he has said, "Hearts are for Maemae."
Megan gave me this Janet Hill print, because, "It's you mom!" Flamingos, lions, palm trees, little black dress. Yep, I guess it is me.
And Brewier gifted me with a variable heat wood burning tool and a plethora of nibs, for my middle of the night crafting.