Christmas with the Pughs

The day after Christmas the Murphy cousins ran around outside while we loaded up the car.  It didn't take much time being in Alabama for James to absorb a lot of football culture.  That shouldn't surprise me.

It's such a familiar thing to have boys running around the backyard with a football.

We drove back to K.J.'s parents' house where Ella was greeted immediately and enthusiastically by the oldest of her girl cousins who she hadn't seen in a year.  And we got to meet the newest baby-girl cousin we hadn't met yet.

Once the entire family arrived there were 10 cousins in the house.  What a noisy blessing. 

It's also a blessing that they all really love each other and play well together without many squabbles.  

I got a wide-angle lens for Christmas, the better to capture the chaos with.  Don't fall, James!

Sometimes the oldest cousins just have to find a quiet corner to read.

Another two-year-old nephew who has the sweetest, most agreeable spirit.  "Judah, your mommy said no more candy."  "Okay!" 

I loved the excitement on Haddon's face about those Legos.

Christmas morning chaos is the best kind.