The BEST Part

All my preparations for the Christmas holiday were pretty much done.  I really wanted to be in this position so I could enjoy myself.
And the fun began with picking Allie up from the airport!  We stopped to hunt down some dressy winter shoes for her. . .


Fun as they were for her to try one, we didn’t pick those ones out.  We left with a more understated pair.
We met up with Paul at Texas Roadhouse.  (Allie had never been there before.)

How I’ve missed having her around.
I tried to get her to decorate the tree. . .

with no luck.  It’s okay. . . I’ve still missed her.
We went shopping. . .
and she tried on clothes. . .

we went shopping for baby clothes, but she got distracted. . .

She played games. . .


and shared YouTube finds. .

and she even helped me grocery shop. . . it’s been a long time since I’ve had company.

As much *fun* as Allie may have been having, I’m sure she was tired of being the only “child” at home.  But for me, it was the beginning of the BEST part.  I absolutely love and adore my family.  I miss my children but I know they are where they need to be.