Such a busy time, but what a good time. KJ, Kurt and I were flying all around Michigan, through horrible weather and navigating bad roads, to spend the Christmas with our family and friends.
We took a trip up to Almont on Christmas Eve following mass at St. Clement's to celebrate with Kurt's family. KJ was trying to crawl down the aisle at church and kept laughing at his toys during the homily. It was cute, but a bit embarrassing. He was a good boy, just full of it. Thank goodness that Father Steve had us in and out of church in under an hour. He opened his first gifts at Grandma Schuster's house. He liked to eat the wrapping paper more than he liked the presents, but I have a feeling that the presents will grow on him.
We decided to leave Christmas Eve, since KJ was sleeping so soundly, to travel back to Kalamazoo for Christmas Day with my side of the family. KJ was excited to wake up Christmas morning to open gifts from his uncles and grandparents. Santa did not make the trip to Kalamazoo this year-- roads were too bad. He was sad that he couldn't play with his Uncle Brad since he was sick, but made sure to get lots of kisses from his Uncle DJ.