Since my in-laws were coming in to visit on the 26th, we technically didn't celebrate Christmas on Christmas Day. We did have my mom over to hang out with the Bub while we finished up some last minute things around the house.
I think they had fun. She stayed all afternoon and then for a spaghetti dinner. I know. Real traditional, huh?
On Saturday afternoon, my husband's family began to arrive. My mother in law got here first, and we hung out and had lunch together while waiting for my sister in law and her fiance to arrive. I had everyone over to our place where I busted a bunch of tamales out of the freezer and served them alongside some Mexican rice (Spanish rice is VERY different!!!) and black beans.
Not a bad "Welcome to Arizona" themed meal, huh? I was surprised at just how much the baby liked the beans. He had a little goatee of black bean scum on his face. Funny, yet gross.
Doesn't that describe a lot of things about babies though?
After everyone left, we got him changed into his new jammies. He had to be ready for the next morning...
...and the family photo with matching pjs!
I wanted us to all have matching pj pants (I hate the tops) but it's really hard to find sets with both adult and infant sizes in the same pattern. If you do end up finding them, they end up being very expensive. Even if we did have the budget for that sort of thing, which we totally don't, I am also pretty cheap and would refuse to pay for it. Luckily, I'm crafty and can sew a little, so I used the directions in The Creative Family
to make a third pair of $8 pants from Target
into teeny pjs for the baby. Since I went with non-holiday themed pants, we can wear them all year long, or at least until he grows out of them. There was even enough fabric left over that I can make another pair when that happens. Kick butt.
My boys. :)
We tried to get Bubba to wear the Santa hat, but the boy just wasn't feeling it.
He did seem to think it looked a lot better on his aunt, though!
He had a little bit of trouble getting into the unwrapping of the presents.
With a little help and encouragement though, he soon got the first package torn open!
...Only to then focus all of his attention on that toy
and leaving the rest of us to open his presents for him.
I made him some felt food for his play kitchen. The waffle was a big hit.
He was very fond of the tangerines that we put in the bottoms of the stockings. He was having a bit of trouble understanding why we wouldn't just let him bite into the thing!
Later that evening, he managed to get all his visitors to gather round for a rousing game of blocks.
The friendly sorting quickly became a game of tower building and subsequent tower knocking down.
After he got tired of that (which took a really long time, actually) he settled down with his soon to be uncle and took some lessons on his Doodle Pro
... on Morse code. It's very handy for a baby to know these days. You never know when it will come in handy!
Labels: Bubba, husband, mother