The Nightmare on Christmas Eve

These are pictures of their first and second Christmas's. They pretty much explain why the following happened:
So the girls have been pretty scared of Santa, but they seemed to be getting better about it, because they learned that Santa brought presents. That all changed at bedtime on Christmas Eve. Cadence started getting quiet and subdued a few minutes before we put them in their crib. I thought it was kinda wierd, but maybe she was just tired, but when I layed her down she quietly said "don't wanna see Santa". I said okay you don't have to. Then we tried to shut their door, and cries of panic and distress rang out loud and clear. We had to reassure them for about 20 minutes that they wouldn't see Santa. We had to call Santa and tell him to leave our presents on the porch, and that he couldn't come in. We had to look out the window to make sure he wasn't there, and finally we had to leave their door open all night. It took them about an hour to finally get to sleep. I guess we have sufficiently traumatized them for life.

Picture tag

The instructions on this tag is to find your sixth picture folder and post your sixth picture with a description of what is happening in the picture

This is a picture of me doing Candace's hair for her bridal's. I was about 4 months pregnant with the girls and surprisingly small. I only remember being huge then enormous. I can't believe my babies are 2 1/2 now. I've been reminiscing lately as I box up their stuff, and it makes me sad that they are growing up so fast.

I wonder what the food in my hand is? I probably can't remember because all I did was eat, but I think that's why I had such healthy babies. It's probably also why I gained 60+ lbs!


.

I want to tag everyone in my family to do this also, and anyone else who might have fun with it.