Christmas Eve

What do you get when you have 11 Jones boys, and 1 Jones little girl... a blessed Christmas!!
Here are all the grandkids under the tree- kind-of.


Papa wanted a photo of "his girls" on the couch with all their brood.

To try to have some kind of order. We allow the kids to each pick one gift at a time to open all together. That way we can at least kind of see what is going on.


I almost got everyone in the shot. Kodey, Jackson, and Cruz are missing. Eliza only squeezed in her legs.

Gran and "the baby" of the bunch.
Sweet Avery helping to give Cruz his bottle.

A sneak peak

Many of you have asked about the boys trip. I think it went great. Baylor took lots of pics, and Brent took lots of video. They had a wonderful time. I am going to try to put it to a montage if I can figure it all out. But until then, here are a few teasers.

The last day alone, they fed over 800 people and handed out 300 food bags that will feed a family for four weeks in a small village called,Paradise . Brent said it was so intense and chaotic that he sent Baylor into the bus for safety reasons with the "girls"(Maricela and China) who called Baylor their "little angel".

Obligatory Photo

Our 2009 Santa photo. We have gotten one every year since Baylor was 4 months old... except last year when the thought of standing alone sent me puking much less standing in line with a bunch of people to get a photo with the Big Guy. I have some guilt issues with not doing it last year, so I was not going to miss out this year.

So, the Monday before Christmas we headed to the mall. I would have to say it was not as bad as I expected. I did have to have an adult chat with the family in line behind me about the "little ears" that were listening to their conversation, but I felt empowered in hushing their conversation, and then their continued OVER polite behavior the remainder of our time stuck in line together.

There is one child that is missing in this photo. Since he was only about 40 hours home from feeding hungry villages and visiting with orphans in a 3rd world nation, I did not push the commercialization of Christmas on a boy who had just been Christmas to some. He felt like he was too old, and although that makes my momma heart sad... I know that the past week had matured him in ways that he was still trying to get a handle on. He was there, watching the stroller and relaxing on chairs nearby and he and I had a moment. He knew I understood, and I knew he just needed some space on the matter.

My brother... THE REVEREND

I guess boys and their tooting jokes never get old... thanks Jared for the giggles!

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Jumping with JOY

Christmas at Nanny's House

We had our Christmas at my grandmother's house the Saturday before Christmas. Brent and Bay missed out on it because they were in the air on the way home from Nicaragua. We had fun hanging out and visiting with family.



My mom, my Nanny, and my Aunt Cheryl
Four generations!
The GREAT grandkids (minus Bay and Cruz)
The big man Cruz with his 5th (???) cousin (or is it 2nd couin thrice removed)

KOTK Performance

It is always so much fun to be 3 and 4 and to get to perform on stage... and have everyone come watch and make a big deal out of it. I tell you what, parents of preschoolers go ALL KINDS of crazy when their kids are on stage... even if it is for 3 minutes... even if they stand there with their fingers in their mouth the whole time.
Here are my two cute preschoolers singing their hearts out.