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Oh, what a time was had by all!

Willow's first Christmas was a blast!
She had lots of time with friends and family, in Henderson and Springfield, Tenn., and in Bowling Green, Ky. She enjoyed her time with grandmas and grandpas, aunts and uncles and cousins.
We spent the weekend before Christmas in Henderson, where we celebrated Christmas at Mo's house and at Mamaw's and Pop's house. I think Willow's favorite gift from there was her rocking horse (see pictures below).
Then during Christmas weekend, we spent Saturday at Aunt Jan's house in Bowling Green, where Willow netted "Peanut," one of her new and most favorite toys.
And on Sunday, Christmas came!
We hosted Christmas for my side of the family this year, which meant Uncle Jeff and Aunt Bethany, and Mimi and Papaw and cousins Rett and Bristol spent Christmas Eve and Day at our house.
Willow loved being with her cousins as they came into the living room to see what Santa had left (including a light saber that Willow took a keen interest in).
Santa got Willow a swing, a bucket of shapes and a baby holder for Daddy's iPhone so she can play baby games on it.
Christmas was magical this year. I'm sure each year will be more magical than the last as Willow grows.
Merry Christmas and happy new year!




Willow plays a baby game on Daddy's iPhone. Santa brought it.




Willow's new favorite toy in the whole wide world, "Peanut." It rattles and balances and fits snug in her hand. She got it from Aunt Janis and Uncle Roger.




Willow takes a ride in her new swing. Santa brought it.




Willow plays with Rett's light saber on Christmas morning.




Willow plays Candyland with Bethany, Jeff, Rett and Bristol.




Willow shares Christmas cheer with Aunt Deb.




Willow with her trusty horse, "Peanut Butter." Aunt Deb and Uncle David gave it to her.




Willow and Che open gifts at Christmas in Henderson. Willow's trusty rocking horse from Santa is in the background. She hasn't named the horse yet.




Willow opens presents with her cousins at Aunt Janis's and Uncle Roger's house.




Willow naps with Grimwald the Elf. It's been a big, big Christmas!







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