Home.

Florida was a whirlwind of food, family, and food, my three favorite things.  Coming home I nervously stepped on the scale and found, to my shock and delight, that I had gained 1/8th of a pound.  TAKE THAT, CHRISTMAS CHEESE BALL!  AND CHRISTMAS PIE!  AND SANTA'S COOKIES!

Little Munch loved all the kisses and attention from Nana & Pop-pop.

...and 'britches, over here, pretty much lived in the lap of luxury with comfortable movie nights...

... his own , personal doorway...

... and movie star quality shades.

We enjoyed several Florida traditions like the neighborhood light show...

Christmas cookie painting with a Special friend (like, REALLY special)...

... we took a new favorite photo of myself... (FRAME IT.)

... and opened a few treasured gifts.

We met Grandpa and Grandma for the first time...

... had a visit from Santa...

and his elf.

But hands down, the ultimate star of the show was this treasure:

Poor Noah was food-ready, but Aunt Julie INSISTED that it would be a perfect time for pictures.  Mean Aunt Julie!

We miss them already, and Nana & Pop-pop should know that they were mentioned SEVERAL times on the drive home.  

Our love to everyone!!!  Here we come, 2013!

I should also mention that on this day, 7 short years ago, Mr. J & I tied the knot :)  Love you Dad!!