A Merry Christmas Recap

I have to preface this post by telling you that, once again, I have been beaten down by this sinus infection.  It’s the gift that keeps on giving.  I went to the doctor this afternoon, and let me just warn  you.  This girl is all jacked up on decongestants that make me feel loopier than… than… Well, I can’t really think of a good ending for that one.  So let’s just say that I am woozy and wordy and picture happy!

Bless your hearts.  If you stick it out to the end of this one, you are the kindest souls on earth.

Like most everyone else, our Christmas and the days leading up to it were busy and frantic and absolutely wonderful.  We got to see family from as far away as Boston and San Francisco.  We visited with family members who live fairly close but whom we rarely get to see just because our schedules never seem to allow it.  We laughed and talked and had a jolly good time.

Tater Tot and I finally got to meet Ella, the beautiful daughter my friends in Texas adopted from Ethiopia.  


If you think she’s beautiful in pictures, you ought to see her in person.  She is the tiniest little thing, but she is full of spunk and she’s running the show!  Two months ago, Ella was described as a child who did not like new people and who rarely smiled.  When we met her last Monday, there was no sign of that little girl.  She is thriving!  Even with a cold she was happy, and she wasn’t bothered at all by her new admirers.  It’s amazing how being loved unconditionally by her parents completely changed her, and it reminds me that it’s the same with God’s love.  He brought this family together and they are all changed forever.  

If you’ve read the blog for a while, you know I could go on and on about Ella and her family.  But I’ll try to show a little restraint.  Here’s the only picture I could get of Tater Tot and Ella’s first meeting.  


Tater Tot and I left for my mother’s house Tuesday afternoon and spent the night there.  His hair was looking much too shabby for Poopsie’s taste, so she called the girl who cuts her hair and made an appointment for a Christmas Eve haircut.  I don’t know what it is about getting a haircut, but Tater Tot likes it.



He had everyone in the shop convinced that he never misbehaves or acts like the 29-month-old that he is.  Of course, Santa was watching.

After his nap, Poopsie gave Tater Tot her big gift — his very own Thomas the Tank Engine ride-on train!  Chugga-chugga-woo-woo!  


Later that night, after we peeled Tater Tot off of his new train, we went to our cousins’ house for supper.  This is Lynn, wearing red (not the lady in blue — bahahaha!), whose husband is my mother’s first cousin.  Clear as mud?  Great.  (Their dog, Annie, is our Pearl’s mama.  We like to keep things in the family, don’t-you-know.)


Here are Tater Tot and our cousin, Brick.  It’s hard to believe that he’ll graduate from college next December.


I remember playing with someone about Tater Tot’s age when I was in college….


Brick is an avid hunter and outdoorsman, and my father was just crazy about him.  Though only related by marriage, the two of them have a lot of the same qualities.  Since my husband nor my brother hunts, and I am mighty scared of firearms in general, it’s not practical for Daddy’s shotguns and rifles to come to us.  He wanted Brick to have one.  Here he is with his Dad looking over his “new” over-and-under shotgun.  I have no idea what that is, but Brick does, and he seemed touched by the gift.


We finally made it back to Memphis and Tater Tot was asleep within a few minutes of being in bed, while Santa’s elves stayed up and got everything ready.

It was a big year for Thomas the Train at our house.



A couple of trucks made their way into the mix, too.


My mother and brother came to our house, which was the first time we’ve ever had Christmas here.  Tater Tot loved showing off his new toys, and we had a wonderful time.  My mother brought just about everything for lunch, and Jim…well, you can see for yourself.


Later that afternoon, we loaded up and drove to my in-laws’ house.  My husband’s brother has three kids who are so sweet to Tater Tot that it’ll just about make you cry.  Here’s their youngest, Emma, with our little one showing off the scarves that Gammy knitted for them.  Seriously, isn’t Tater Tot’s caterpillar scarf the cutest thing EVER?


We stayed at their house longer than we’ve ever stayed, and it was one of the best Christmases that I can remember.  There’s one more present that Gammy and Pawpaw gave Tater Tot, but my camera’s batteries died. 

As has your patience with this post, I’m sure.

We are truly blessed, but not because of the gifts we opened.  We are blessed to have one another.  We are blessed to know God’s love and grace.

It was a Merry Christmas for us, and I hope it was for your family, as well.


9 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jenny
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 01:17:32

    Wow! Can we come play with you, Tater Tot, and that awesome Thomas the Train table? Looks like fun. It’s Charlie’s favorite thing, too.


  2. Tatersmama
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 04:01:15

    Well darlin’,
    I read all the way to the end and wanted MORE, so you must have been doing something right …in spite of those meds.

    Some of my daycare kids saw the pictures of Tater Tot and his Thomas stuff… and asked if they could come play at his house ” ’cause he has really really nice toys.” :o)


  3. Kim H.
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 08:57:17

    Great pictures!! I loved this post!


  4. Jenn
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 09:31:34

    Christmas in your family just looks all around cozy and memorable! Lots of smiles on everyone’s faces which tells me there is an abundance of love, as it should be!

    Merry Christmas, indeed!

    I hope that pesky infection finds its way out the same door it came in VERY SOON!


  5. Melanie
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 12:06:48

    God is so good! Thank you for sharing your pictures and stories. I’m so glad you had such a wonderful Christmas. And that little Ella is an absolutely stunning little girl! Tator Tot’s sweater was so stinkin’ cute (and his scarf and his haircut and so on and so on). I remember very fondly our Thomas days – that’s a great track too. And oh mygosh, my son would have gone balistic over that ride-on Thomas. They come up with the coolest stuff sometimes, don’t they?

    Anyway, hope your New Years is just as great. Blessings to all you Spuds!


  6. Melanie
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 12:08:46

    By the way, I’m prayin’ you kick this lousy infection once and for all. Quite a few people are going through the same stinkin’ thing. Hope you’re able to get some rest.



  7. Kerstin
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 13:10:19

    What a fun Christmas for all of you! Tater Tot is such a cutie and I bet he’s in heaven with all his new toys!! Hope you get feeling better soon!


  8. Heather
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 13:11:48

    I’m so glad that this your first christmas without your dear Daddy went so very well. It’s a testament to your families faith that you all still found the joy in the day, and made the most of your time together!

    To quote Trudy (Dolly Parton) from Steel Magnolias “Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion.”

    On a completely unrelated note, I think it is fare to say that Tater Tot made out like a bandit! What my son Ian wouldn’t give to get his hands on those trains ;).

    Oh and thanks for the note. So glad you finally got the connection that I am THAT Heather, the one you’ve been reading about on my friend’s blogs :)! Small world, huh?


  9. Meg @ Spicy Magnolia
    Dec 30, 2008 @ 21:31:04

    Ella is beautiful! My friends leave for Ethiopia to pick up their baby boy in just 2 weeks! It’s so special. And your Christmas looks blessed and fun. Golly, I hope you feel better soon. Let Zeus give you some good licks. 🙂


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