Samantha's first blog

Posted By pamelamyers on December 29, 2012

Christmas Eve was a magical night this year.  It snowed, which made everything look beautiful, and it just felt like Christmas. The snow was a surprise and a wonderful one at that.

We found some time for family portraits before all Sam’s grandparents came to visit.  Every year we generally spend at home with both sets of grandparents and us, a nice, quiet evening where we can all just enjoy Sam anxiously awaiting Santa’s arrival.

Sam is holding her nutcracker we got at the ballet.  She likes props in her pictures these days.

We got some nice pictures with Grandmom and Poppy.

Sam was all smiles this night 🙂

When Mom Mom and Pop Pop came in, Sam was still smiling and ready for pictures.

Sam was feeling all wound up, of course, and was being silly. Mom Mom gave Sam an early Christmas present, a big huge pack of beads that snap together to make jewelry, and Sam played with them all night.  We were all getting bracelets to wear, even the guys.

The highlight of the evening was a surprise visit from Santa!  We couldn’t believe it when we heard the jingle bells.  Sam and I quickly went to investigate and the jolly guy was standing right by our tree!  Sam immediately broke into huge smiles and said a cheery, “Hi, Santa!” We were surprised at how readily she said hello and that she did not seem at all shocked by his appearance in our house on Christmas Eve. Santa told her he wanted to stop by to see her one more time before she went to bed.  They talked about what she wanted for Christmas, Sam reminded him that Zephyr and Muffin need a purple toy, and she gave Santa big hugs. Mark was upstairs so he missed the whole thing!

One last task, one that Santa asked Sam to do, was to leave out a plate of cookies and some milk for him. Sam picked the cookies. I tried to leave some of our sugar cookies out, but Sam said, “No! Not my snowman cookies!  Santa just wants chocolate cookies.”  Uh huh. Santa just wants the ones you don’t like….coincidence?  I think not. Sam picked the spot, right next to the tree, so Santa could find them.

Everyone left before it got too late so Sam could get to bed.  As Mark’s parents were leaving, and Mark was out helping his mom to the car, I stood at the door with Sam watching the snow fall.  I ducked outside to bring in some snow for her to hold and it was perfect snowball snow. I gave Sam some basic instructions and she followed them to a T.  When Mark approached the door to come in, Sam hurled her snowball at his chest and yelled, “Snowball fight!!” Mark looked shocked, Sam and I laughed, and it was the perfect end to the night.

Mark and I managed to get one last quick picture, very late at night after Santa left his presents.  We couldn’t wait for Sam to wake up and see!

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