I know I say this every year but! this was the best Christmas Eve ever. There were four baby girls running around. The big girls played nicely. The babies played nicely. No crying, just cute happy babies. The food was fantastic. Although Jilli and Ruby stole a lot of food. They ate every single thing off my first plate except my turkey. I'd give one a bite and the other would be making the baby bird face. Good thing they are so cute.
Ella played Jingle Bells on the piano.
Look at Jilli peeking in the corner. She's checking for food to steal.
We meant to get a picture of all six of Mamaw's great-granddaughters and. . . didn't. We're all collectively the worst.
We ran open and Maggie tore open the jammies. I changed Ruby while Maggie changed and they smiled for a picture so I could put Ruby to bed.
This is my new absolute favorite picture of my girls.
Ready for Christmas morning.
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