Amelia's "Christmas Story" Moment

Have I already told you about our "Christmas Story" tradition? Every year, we watch the movie into the wee hours on Christmas morning, following a most assuredly hectic Christmas Eve. No matter what we've done or where we've been that day and night, we plop on the couch when all the commotion is over, snuggle up in comfy jammies and blankets amid the tree-lit glow and watch that silly movie. Usually with hot chocolate in hand. Usually with something extra in the cup besides marshmallows. It plays on a loop for 24 hours, so no matter what time it is, we jump right into the story and laugh as if it's the first time we've seen it. It's where we meet up after all the family obligations, drama, and stress to just be together and warm and sleepy.

But it's not Christmas, it's Valentine's Day silly! Or was Valentine's Day. We had a great day. It started with the Valentine's Fun Run/Walk. My mom and I did the walk last year and between her busted knee and my pregnant-ness, we were a sight to behold crossing the finish line. We both promptly went home and parked ourselves on the couch, moaning for the rest of the day. Anyway, on the walk last year, I looked around at all the strollers and said, "next year, we'll have The Baby with us!" And wouldn't you know that we did! The weather was no fun, super cold and windy, but we took our chances. In rolling the dice, Justin and I ended up walking the race with an extra 20 pound weight attached. Kinda like last year, but this time, the weight whined.

Here she is ready for the race. . . and in her first "Christmas Story" moment.
I can't put my arms down!
Doesn't she look like she's having fun?!


Cold is for wimps!

The rest of the day was spent napping, eating, and decorating cookies.
Naturally.