Christmas with the Cumbies 2013
This Christmas my in-laws (better known these days as Pops, Grammy, Aunt Haley, and Uncle Michael) came to town to celebrate with us. Pops, Grammy, and Michael drove down the Friday before Christmas and we all met at our waterfront rental in Apollo Beach; but after finding several disappointing and deal-breaking issues with the house, we canceled our reservation and spent the night back at our house. Luckily, the next day we found an even better house in St. Pete Beach! We arrived right at sunset and unloaded our cars… again!
(Here are a bunch of photos from my camera and Grammy’s too!)
The next morning we wasted no time filling up the crab traps with ham scraps and fishing off our little pier in the intracoastal waterway:
Henry was even brave enough to take a dip in the freezing pool. I helped him peel an orange to recharge:
Later we let Uncle Michael open an early Christmas gift: a remote-control amphibious shark car that zoomed around the yard, pool deck, and pool. Henry supervised the assembly and then might have given Michael a very short turn playing with his own gift!
Henry absolutely adores his Uncle Michael:
On Sunday after breakfast Cumbie and I headed to the airport to pick up Haley while Grammy and Uncle Michael handled Henry’s naptime superbly:
The next day Cumbie had to work, but most of the rest of us took advantage of the beautiful weather by spending the morning at the beach. Henry and Aunt Haley built a sand snowman:
Grammy braved the chilly waves with Henry:
Uncle Michael tolerated Henry’s loving-but-slimy “squishface” snuggles:
After nap, Henry and Pops baked and decorated Christmas cookies together:
On Tuesday Cumbie had to work again, but Henry and I fished together and drew Christmas pictures with sidewalk chalk:
Later, Henry, Grammy, and Aunt Haley constructed and decorated a lovely gingerbread house:
Some epic games of Scrabble and Jenga were won and lost:
Daddy got home early from work, so we played, wrapped presents, goofed off, and snacked on the constantly-renewed supply of sweet treats and savory dips.
That night we put out cookies and juice (Henry insisted Santa preferred juice over milk) for Santa and strawberries (oops… forgot to get carrots) for the reindeer and went to bed! The next morning Henry was up around 5:30, but was happy to play and eat breakfast with Cumbie and me while everyone else rose at a slightly more reasonable hour. Then Henry played Santa and handed out gifts for a little while:
He also helped Uncle Michael (and everyone else) open their gifts:
We snuck in a sleepy-faced family portrait:
Then we played and ate and ate and played the beautiful day away. Santa was definitely good to us!
One last sunset, sitting on the seawall feeding the birds with Daddy:
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!