We spent the better part of our Christmas eve morning cleaning the house and baking some cookie's for Santa's arrival, then started getting everyone ready for our annual Christmas Eve service at church which is followed by dinner with my in-law family. In the chaos that is getting our family of 5 out the door, we had a few items that were to be grabbed on our way out: shoes for Brooks, bottle for the diaper bag, a coat for Owen, gifts for my in-laws... and Sadie's green bow. Halfway to church, I turned to Colby and said, "You grabbed Sadie's bow, didn't you?"
I'll spare you the unpleasant details of the rest of our trip in the car and into our Christmas Eve service, but the bow was nowhere to be found. Following the church service, my husband dropped the kids and I off at the in-laws, then headed all the way back home to search for the bow. Unfortunately, the trip resulted in the only Christmas-y bow he could find - a red one.
By the time he had returned, I was a glass of wine in, and surrounded by family that I can be transparent with, and be loved by just the same. We snapped a photo of our family anyway.
As it turned out, the evening wasn't a total bust. With some perspective (and wine), I was feeling really blessed to be spending that holiday eve with my KC in-law family that have become my own.
The bow turned up on Christmas morning during our drive to brunch. I made plans in that instant to play dress-up with the kids one day in the near future to snap some "proper" photos of the crew. Here they are!