This is long-awaited and much anticipated, right? Fans....right? I feel like my blog is falling on deaf ears. Oh well. I live a well-documented life and that's important to me. So here we go...The
Allred Christmas Season: Part One. Once again, the pics are backwards....I really need to get a handle on that.

Obviously the kids got bikes for Christmas from Santa. And he brought them each a fish. They each got their own fish jar and the makings of a fish home. They are disgusting and murky as I speak. Gross. What was I thinking?
Anywho....Jason and I feared (I mean Santa feared) that the kids would be disappointed in the bikes since neither of them even mentioned wanting one. But, as good parents often do {*chuckle*}, they give their kids what
they want them to have. Jason and I wanted them to have things that encourage them to be outside. So, this is what they got. And when Ella got it she said, "Oh....I didn't know I wanted a bike! ". How hilarious. She just knew that Santa was supposed to bring her
things she wanted. But this was said in total happiness, not disappointment. YEAH! Proud mommy moment.

Each
kid with their Betta fish. Ella named
hers Brianna (which she wants to name our baby girl if we ever have one) and Lincoln named his....can't remember.

Lincoln not sure why he ended up with a bike from Santa.


The running of the bulls....er...... kids.

Grandma and Grandpa
Jewkes were in CO for the Christmas season and since it was a "
Jewkes" year we spent the night at Mom and Dad's with the
Hutchings and had Christmas morning together. It was fun to have a crowd and would have been lonely on our own.

Not a good picture of the
pre-rip-apart-my-presents scene. The Christmas tree isn't even in it. But you get the idea.

This was the Sunday before Christmas that I deemed Christmas Sunday. I am in charge of those things you know. :) So, I coordinated the kiddos and they looked scrumptious. Quincy loved being poked in the ear by Lincoln. See?

These two pics were the best we could manage as we were running out the door to 9 a.m. church. Cute a little buttons!