christmas morning.

We spent Christmas morning at my parent's house this year. We ate cinnamon rolls and opened presents in the same room I've celebrated almost every Christmas since I was born. The tree was in the same corner it always is, and the nine stockings were hung up in their usual places on the mantel above the crackling fire. It was a smaller gathering than usual, since four of my six siblings spent the morning with their own families. This was our first Christmas in Maryland since we got married and that alone made it pretty special. (I missed our tradition of surfing on Christmas Day for about 2 seconds, until the cozy socks went on and the fire was lit!) 

There was something pretty magical about seeing Si take in all the hubbub of the morning of his first Christmas. Even though I know he'll be getting into everything next year, I can't wait until we can talk about Jesus' birth, the pretty lights and watch him rip open all the packaging. 

I hope you had your own magical Christmas morning! I am loving seeing all the cozy photos floating around the blogs and on Instagram this week. Enjoy time with your families this week!