What a great day....

Well Santa came and Santa went. Everything went smoothly and Miranda and Quinn seemed to have a blast this morning. I was expecting Miranda to come through and shove me out of bed a little earlier than 7am though.

 Maura and I were still in bed when Maura was awoken by Miranda's voice coming through Quinn's baby monitor. She was trying to explain that her insulin pump was alarming due to a low battery. I got up and met her as she was sort of hanging around in the dining room. "Why didn't you just come through?" I asked, to which she replied, "I was scared Santa hadn't been yet". My smart girl chose to contact us using Quinn's sound monitor instead of just coming into our room. Wonders will never cease.

 Upon realising Santa had paid us a visit the quiet morning was shattered by squeals of excitement. She went through her checks, reindeer food sprinkled on the driveway, gone. Santa's cookies and Rudolph's carrots, gone. Messy footsteps leading from the doorway, It must have been him.

 It was time to get my coffee brewing.

Her choice gift this year was an American Girl doll and has hardly let her out of her sight all day long. Quinn scored with a nice new drum, which Miranda also likes to play with strangely enough...

Merry Christmas

 

Matching pajama's

As if we didn't have enough excitement, Miranda lost her first tooth. It has been threatening to drop out for days but we'll never forget this date!

Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt Dd and Uncle Chris



Lamb!

Miranda would put her new doll down in very random places. I decided to try and capture the travels of her new best friend