I can’t believe it’s Christmastime already. Last night we had Christmas with my extended family, and today Sam opened his gifts from my parents as we’ll be in Atlanta with his other set of grandparents on Christmas Day this year. I couldn’t help but reflect on last Christmas — I was gigantically, freakishly, ridiculously pregnant and sort of miserable and ready to be done. This year I have an almost one-year old who looked so handsome in his Christmas outfit, which he wore to church today.
We’re heading down to Tim’s parents’ house in Atlanta for Christmas this year. We’re definitely looking forward to seeing family, but we’re not so much looking forward to the long drive with an 11-month old. We’re driving through the night on Wednesday and hope and pray he sleeps and doesn’t get his routine all screwed up.
If anyone has any tips for loooong car rides with 11 month olds, feel free to leave a comment! It should be an adventure to say the least. Which is how everything this past year has been.