Happy, Happy, Happy

"Happy, happy, happy."  It's Jon's new catch phrase that he adopted from watching Duck Dynasty.  

December has had many happy moments, but I was not so happy, happy, happy when my refrigerator died just before Thanksgiving.  New appliances weren't exactly what I was planning to ask Santa for but it's what he brought as an early Christmas present.

Our dishwasher had been dying a slow death and the broiler was out in our range at the time of the refrigerator's passing, so we decided to replace all of the kitchen appliances.  The delivery and installation was a long, drawn-out and annoying process, but it's hard to complain when the end result means four new, beautiful appliances.

Early in December, Alyssa was happy to be invited to a teammate's "Ugly Sweater Christmas Party."  We found a sparkly red sweater at DI and hot glued some dollar store adornments to the front.  It was pretty hideous but she's cute in anything.

Lys really got creative with the decorating of her room this year.  She found a PVC pipe in the garage and covered it with construction paper and lights to make a Christmas tree.  Then she cut up some cereal boxes, spray painted them and folded them into boxes tied with ribbon to look like presents.  It made her bedroom feel happy, happy, happy.

Throwing a party makes me really happy.  This year's Girlfriends' Christmas Party was a great success.  Jon created a fabulous Family Feud game complete with music and sound effects.  It was a riot.  The food was great and the laughs plentiful.

I felt quite behind most of this Christmas season, (I'm blaming it on my new job) but by the time Christmas Eve arrived, it had all come together.  We had our usual panini dinner with other yummy stuff on the side.

We added a new tradition to our Christmas Eve buffet: Italian sodas.  My favorite was raspberry/vanilla.

Traditions certainly make me happy, happy, happy.  I like doing the same things the same way year after year.  Tradition says that once we've eaten beyond the capacity of our restrictive pants, we open our Christmas jammies and get a little more comfortable.  Then we light the candles and have our Nativity program.

Leading the songs makes Natty happy.

We watched the Drummer Boy then played a couple of new board games.  Then, it was time for Santa to come.

Santa hit the nail on the head and left the most perfect gifts for some happy, happy, happy kids.

Natty's been wanting a double doll stroller for years.  She's hardly taken her hands off of it since it arrived.

The big kids got phones.

We called them right away to try to them out.

I found Jon the most appropriate stocking stuffer:

We enjoyed our super yummy breakfast buffet before opening presents.  I like stretching things out as long as possible.

It's always fun to open presents.  We got lots of good stuff.

Such a happy mess:

I was happy about my new BYU hoodie but not so happy with how I look on Christmas morning.  Still, I need some proof that I was there.  This is the one and only picture to document my presence.

The girls were so happy, happy, happy that they couldn't wait to put on their new jackets and walk over to the McInelly's to share their new gifts with each other.  Natty pushed her stroller all the way there.

Christmas dinner is our last hurrah.  The grand finale to a wonderful holiday.

Dinner was followed by a chocolate fountain dessert.  Delicious!

Merry Christmas!  Here's to a happy, happy, happy new year!