A Visit from Santa

Believe it or not, Santa did come to the Palmer's house! Big time! The kids brought in the mother load! We are so grateful for those who helped the kids have such a plentiful Christmas. They were in HEAVEN! We had so much fun!. Clare woke up at 7:30 in the morning and had a little trouble getting in the Christmas spirit. But don't worry. It only took a couple of presents to warm her up and then she was rarin' to go! Hyrum was mostly interested in eating the candy from his stocking but after that was all gone (I know, I'm a bad parent for letting him eat candy before breakfast...and I usually don't, but it was Christmas!) He found that toys were almost as interesting as sweets. Clare found some monkey slippers in her stocking.

Clare wearing her "beautiful". That's what she calls the beautiful skirts that her Aunt Shelly made for her. She may never wear pants again. She just switches from one "beautiful" to the next ALL DAY LONG.

Santa was VERY generous and brought the kids a little play kitchen which Hyrum (interestingly) hasn't stopped playing with. The pot makes a bubbling sound when you put it on the burner and the frying pan sizzles. It's so cute!

Another "beautiful"

Hyrum "The Man" Taking after his daddy and loving power tool. He has hammered and sawed and drilled non-stop....(well, actually, that's what he does when he's taking a break from laboring in the little kitchen, slaving over a bubbling pot of.......air.)

So in a nutshell, we had a wonderful christmas, and not just because of the fabulous gifts. It has been, as always, a blessing to remember one of the most important and holy events in the history of the world. I especially enjoyed reading Luke 1 this year. I pondered a lot over the story of Mary's conception, the words of the angel Gabriel, and Mary and Joseph's path to becoming the earthly parents of the Savior of the world. I am so grateful for the humble people that brought forth the child of God and endured so much hardship so that the Christ-child could save us all. I am so grateful to a kind and merciful God for sending his most precious Son, knowing the anguish of body and soul that he was sending him to. And I am thankful for a Savior who inexplicably believed that we were important enough that He would 1. Live a perfect life worthy of making a perfect sacrifice. 2. Make the final and ultimate sacrifice. 3. Send His restored gospel to the earth in our day, so that we can have a shot at returning to live with Him and his Father again. Joy To The World! And may all of your holidays be joyful ones.