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A sweet coworker agreed to switch shifts with Jeff so he could go to the Moosman Christmas party and have some sort of holiday. The Christmas party is always the Sunday before Christmas and Santa always comes to visit. Its always fun to see what the kids ask for and their is always something unexpected. The best part is that now that I am married... no more sitting on Santa's knee! The most memorable moment from this years party was Grandpa on Santa's knee.

We celebrated with Christmas with my mom and step dad Chris, plus another new addition (not in our home) Nic, short for St. Nicholas. Chris found a couple week old baby kitty at his work right before Christmas and rescued it. He is so little he barely weighed a pound. My mom is completely in love with the little kitty. Oakley loved the kitty too, sometimes a little too much. Christmas morning we opened presents in our new pjs (left by the elves of course) and made a quick tasty breakfast.
He loved being up on her shoulder |
Oakley wanted to play, but both Bailee and Nic were fast asleep together |
They would paw at each other through the puppy gate. |
Aren't they cute? Baby kitty and puppy |
We were spoiled this Christmas with a much needed pro shark vacuum, new clothes and shoes, 3 inches of memory foam for our bed (never want to get out of bed), I gave Jeff a Dremel and clothes, and the dogs got a giant bone and giant dog sausage for treats. Bailee loved the bows and wrapping paper. Oakley lives up to his paper shredding tendencies and was great at opening presents.
Christmas morning was great. Christmas night was eventful. We were waiting for my dad to come over and Jeff was trying to fix Oakley's medication spray bottle that was clogged. The knife slipped and sliced his finger really deep. Jeff kept telling me he thought he saw his knuckle bone and blood was everywhere. We jumped in the car and rushed for him to get stitches. He ended up with 4 stitches and now has no feeling in a good portion of his finger. Fortunately, stitches was all that was required, because the doctor said where he cut could have caused him to not be able to bend his finger and would require surgery to repair. 

Wednesday we went over to Jeff's parents house to celebrate Christmas with them. It was relaxing and fun just to spend time with everyone. Jeff's parents added 2 new members to their family too this year. I guess it was a trend. In October they adopted two brother Samoyeds, Kody II and Kenya, they are 3 months older than Oakley. They are full of energy and always together. This year was special, because we got to spend it with our brother-in-law Lene. He is in the Navy and currently in Naples, Italy. We don't get to see him very often and we had really missed him. This year Jeff's parents had the idea to surprise Cathy for Christmas by bringing Lene back to the states. The whole family pitched in secretly and for weeks had to keep it a secret. It was great to have him down and wish he didn't have to go back to Italy. We were spoiled again by Jeff's parents and we got the food processer that we have looked at for years. I was probably more excited than Jeff, but we have already put it to great use. Thank you!
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Kenya |
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Kody II |
We were so blessed to be able to spend Christmas with both of our families and it turned out to be a wonderful Christmas.
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