Sunday, December 31, 2006

Christmas in Utah Part 1

Christmas is over, and it is time for my full report.
Christmas in Utah was as magical-just as it was when I was little.
We pulled up to my childhood home with all the kids in the backseat
practically screaming- soooo excited!
I had tears in my eyes
because the house was decorated to the nines.
My mom assigned the girls to sleep in my old bedroom.
She decorated their room with a bright little Christmas tree and put
Christmas Madame Alexander dolls, authentic Norwegian trolls that dad had
brought home from his mission years ago, and wrapped presents
snuggled in the built-in shelves in our Cape Cod home.
Mom put Christian and me in the room next to the girls and 
in the corner of our room near the window sat a darling little pine tree lit up.
The bed was covered in cozy red flannel sheets and red candy cane striped pillow cases.
In that house I know my children each had sugarplums dance in their heads
because the whole house was beautiful and cozy.
Dad made a fire in both fireplaces every night, and every night
Christian made us vanilla (soy, of course) peppermint hot chocolate.
Mom and dad have a fantastic hot tub in the backyard and my favorite part
of the night was when the kids were put to bed and Christian and I could
dip in and watch the snow fall from the pink sky above.
I will never forget these memories, probably ever.

Santa Claus left the girls matching beach cruisers, 
Claire white and Jane pink. 
No training wheels for Christian's little girls because he
 is bound and determined to teach them to ride without them,
(good luck honey!).
 Oliver got a silver bullet cruiser that he likes to tell others not to touch,
 look at, or ride. Except Gigs, of course.
He also got a Ricky Carmichael motorcycle. 
I gave Christian a watch with barometric something or other-
(to assist him when he begins his pilots license).
Truth is, he picked it out, and I wrapped it.
OH there is so more, lots more to come...this is just part 1
 of the Nielson Christmas!