The Pierce Family: Christmas 2010

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Christmas 2010

We were all excited when Santa found us this year! Kinsley was a little confused on Christmas morning because she thought Santa was going to be there while she opened presents (she ran all over the living room looking for him). She wasn't as excited as I thought she would be and, of course, Aila had no idea what was going on.

Kinsley's reaction Christmas morning

Santa sure did spoil us this year! The girls got a CTR town (the SLC temple is on it and an LDS church building) with little cars. Kinsley's favorite gift was lip gloss (aka chapstick). She applies it often and will be lucky if there is any left by the time we return to Mississippi. Aila's favorite gift was her carseat toys- she recently learned how to use her hands and hits them to make noise.

After opening presents and getting dressed at my parents house we headed over to Eric's parents house where Kinsley was spoiled once again with a TON of dress up clothes. We will probably have an entire suitcase full of her play clothes. She is going to have a BLAST!

After visiting with the Pierce's we went over to my Grandpa Jones' for our annual Christmas party. While there, we took a picture of all the great-granddaughters and great-grandsons born in 2010. (one boy is missing)

The Jones Clan

We hope you all had a Merry Christmas!!!

1 comment:

Katrina said...: somebody has great taste! ainslee and aila have the same red/black dress! and ainslee has that pink butterfly, too. she LOVES IT.; January 2, 2011 at 8:35 PM

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Sister Marjorie Hinckley

“I don’t want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk’s lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor’s children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone’s garden. I want to be there with children’s sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.”