I'm Dreaming of a White {House} Christmas

Several weeks ago we were honored to be able to tour the White House at Christmas time. It truly was a special treat and I have been itching to share our pictures. It was Emma Claire's first time to go inside the White House, as well as mine. We brought along our friends Chris and Hayley and their twin boys. It was a magical evening, and despite several tantrums we all survived and had a great time!

These two are too much. I'm crazy about them. This might be my new favorite picture.

 Emma Claire loved the trees. Although she wanted to touch every. single. ornament. I'm happy to say she didn't break any.

The trees were so elaborate and creative.

EC and I with our favorite first lady. And yes, she has an ornament in her hands. She swiped it off of the floor. Whatever it takes to keep the toddler happy.

Emma Claire's favorite part of the entire night. Playing with the ornaments in the hallway.

Our family pictures were less than perfect but I love them. They make me smile. So representative of the stage of life we are in.

She is a mess.

The rooms were breathtaking. These pictures just don't do it justice.

This was my favorite tree. Most of the ornaments were handmade by children of deployed soldiers. So sweet. 

Now if only I could have these chandeliers and crown molding into MY house! ha!

That is a gingerbread WHITE HOUSE! So neat!

Wouldn't it be fun to have a Christmas party in this room? I mean the chairs are already set up and everything!

So the funniest part of the night. Emma Claire found this ancient and outrageously expensive nice antique table and decided THAT was where she wanted to spend the remainder of the evening. It's almost like JFK knew what she was doing and wanted to watch her :-)

She was a HOOT! Everyone that walked by stopped and laughed. She was the entertainment of the night.

Headed to the exit we saw good ol' George. We love him.

The very last tree of the night.

Our little socialite. I felt like the paparazzi catching her as she left a ball at the White House. So glamorous.

And it wouldn't be a true blog post of mine without showing you how the end of our night ACTUALLY went down. Emma Claire did NOT want to leave and boy did she let us know. She kept trying to run back to the White House and was not a happy camper when we decided to just carry her {screaming} to the car.

Poor babe was exhausted and so so tired. She was asleep before we left the parking lot. 

So there you go! Your very own White House tour. You feel just like you were there, right? ha! I loved looking back on the pictures as I wrote this post. It was such a fun and special night, I can't wait to do this next year and make it a family tradition.