Remember Christmas?

I have finally figured out how to make holidays everything I've dreamed of.

LOWER MY EXPECTATIONS.

 

Seriously though, this year, I had no expectations. I didn't set up the "perfect" Christmas scene. It just happened. Naturally. 

 Oakley kept chucking our baby Jesus (nativity scene) across the house, and once I found Him in the toilet.

We're going to have to work on that.