Okay, Christmas chapter was getting a bit long so I cut the chapter in half, first half being Christmas Eve (including mass, decorating tree, etc) and the other half being Christmas Morning (everyone opens gifts, etc.). Tyara, you know your warning ; ) Enjoy and, um, lol, Merry Christmas…

Disclaimer: I'm not Stephenie Meyers nor claim her works.

Chapter Eighteen
Part One

Christmas Eve

I laid on my bed and held Elizabeth above my head. She was chewing on her fist and looking around the room. I smiled and brought Elizabeth back down to my chest to let her rest there chest where she cuddled closer to me, her nose into the valley between my breasts.

"I just realized something," Edward said, smiling as he leaned against the door frame, folding back the cuffs of his dress shirt.

I turned my gaze way from Elizabeth as she finally rested her cheek against me towards Edward.

"We have yet to take official pictures of Elizabeth and us as a family," Edward said, finally fixing his cuffs and moved to his tie which hung around his shoulders.

"Of side of the picture on her dipper bag," I said, smiling.

"Yeah well I wasn't in it," he said, sitting down on the bed. Elizabeth lifted her head and saw Edward. She let out a giggle and started to wiggle towards him. "Hey there cutie, what are you doing in just a diaper alone?"

"She can be in just a diaper," I said as Edward picked Elizabeth off my chest. "Besides she was about to play with her huge rubber ducks."

"Ah the famous Elizabeth Bath Time," Edward said, raising Elizabeth above his head who just continued to wiggle with a huge smile on her face. "She is getting big."

"She is four months now," I pointed out sitting up.

"Almost five," Edward said, bringing Elizabeth to his chest and stood. "Why I don't give Elizabeth her bath tonight so you can get ready for church?"

I moaned. It was Christmas Eve and the Cullens were going to Midnight Mass.

"Alright, alright," I said, standing up. "Lord knows if I don't get dressed in the dress Alice bought me she'll come up here and force me into it."

Edward laughed and left the room muttering, "Let's leave mommy to her grooming while we get you all pretty. Did you know that Santa Claus is coming tonight?" I just heard Elizabeth's baby gurgle after they left the room, the door closing behind them. Smiling, I turned away from the door and towards the closet.

Everyone was waiting in the foyer for the last people, that being Edward and Elizabeth, to arrive. Every female in the foyer were the same dress I wore, a white satin dress with a red sash and red shoes—mine being flats. The men were dressed in tuxes—black jackets, crisp white shirt, a Christmas décor tie, pressed black slacks, and shined shoes. Emmett fiddled with his tie a few times and ended up getting smacked by Alice.

Finally, Edward came down stairs carrying Elizabeth in his arms. Elizabeth looked adorable in the dress that matched mine and the other females. She managed to stick one of her red bootie feet into her mouth. Edward, who was watching where he was going, didn't take the foot out of her mouth till he reached the last step.

"Hey there," I said, taking Elizabeth from Edward when Elizabeth's arms went out towards me. Looking up from her and into Edward's green eyes that seemed to pop because of the black, I said, "Did you bring down her diaper bag?"

Edward smiled and turned slightly to see the diaper bag around his shoulder, the black strap blending into his jacket.

"Alright everyone," Esme said, putting the back of diamond and ruby chandelier earrings on, "let get going. I want a good seat tonight and it will be back."

It was packed, I found out, at the small Catholic (A/N: I do not mean to offensive against any religion out there but I am Catholic and never been to another church. And it is easier to about something I know than not. If I did offend anyone, I am sorry) church every row was packed. We did manage to snag a row near the front.

Charlie, who had to do traffic control, had to stand in the back of the church. Father Vann tried to make an interesting homily and even managed to end Midnight Mass half-an-hour earlier than what was planned.

Elizabeth did wake up from her nap that she took on the way to the church and was screaming in the middle of offering that she was hungry. Edward blushed red then and snuck out to the bathrooms, Father Vann waiting quietly with a smile on his face. "The Lord does tell us in the strangest ways of what we need to do. And apparently so do children."

To close the service, everyone joined in singing "Joy to the World". I smiled up at Edward and then down at Elizabeth who was bouncing in Edward's arms, chewing on her favorite rag doll now. She was happy after being feed.

It wasn't till the ceremony was over and most of the people had left the church that I spotted Renee wearing a Santa Claus sweatshirt and jeans in the back. She was standing next to Phil who was chatting politely with Charlie.

"Mom," I said, smiling.

I greeted Renee then and handed Elizabeth over to her.

"Good Lord, she is getting big," Renee said, smiling at me.

We didn't talk much there at church but did once we arrived back at the Cullens home where everyone gathered into the living room and helped decorate the huge pine tree that Emmett and Edward found, just North in Canada.

"Okay, how tall is that tree?" Renee said, bouncing Elizabeth.

Angelina, who manages to crawl over to me, had pulled herself up to stand while holding onto my knees for dear life.

"Hey there sweetie," I said, smiling at Angelina.

"OKAY," Carlisle said, placing the last box of Christmas decorations on another box. "It's time to decide?"

"Decided what?" I asked, picking up Angelina.

"Every year," Edward explained, sitting down onto the arm rest, "we decided on the theme."

"Theme?" I asked, looking up at Edward.

"Last year, because it was Angelina's first Christmas, the tree was decorated in pink," Alice said, bouncing once on the couch with a huge smile on her face.

"The year before that it was white and red," Rosalie said, "because Edward graduated from med school."

I smiled as Edward whispered into my ear, "If I didn't graduated university early, last year might have been white and red instead of pink."

"I doubt that," I said, smiling down at Angelina.

"I take it you want a theme that deals with Elizabeth there?" Renee said, holding up Elizabeth over her head.

Elizabeth giggled before squealing which caused Angelina to clap her hands.

"No pink themes," Carlisle said, pointing at Alice. "Remember? No theme can be repeated for another ten years?"

Alice, whose hand was in the hand as if she had an idea and whose mouth was opened to speak, dropped her hand in defeat and brew a raspberry out with a frown. "Fine," she muttered, slouching back into the couch seat.

Everyone laughed at Alice while she just rolled her eyes, one corner of her mouth going slightly up.

"Does it matter what the theme is?" I asked, bouncing Angelina on my legs, who went "ugh-ugh-ugh" to the rhyme of the bounce.

"It's a family tradition we've had since we first adopted Edward," Esme said, standing next to Carlisle. "We choice garlands, ornaments, bows, lights, and even a Christmas tree topper that matches the theme." (A/N: This is a tradition we have in our family now for what seems like the past few years. Decorating a Christmas tree in one particular theme or color and we can't repeat last years or the year before that's theme.)

I nodded my head and then suddenly realized that everyone was on me, waiting to give them a theme.

Just a few Christmas Quotes

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. —Charles Dickens

What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace. —Agnes M. Pharo

Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas. —Calvin Coolidge

Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love. —Hamilton Wright Mabie

Christmas is the one time of year when people of all religions come together to worship Jesus Christ. —Bart Simpson (A/N: I found this rather cute…sort of)

Okay, I know I left the chapter sort of a cliffhanger but I have a good reason…well...sort of. When you review, because I know all of you are going to review…right? Of course, so when you review give me some themes. I know some of you are like "HUH?" so I'll give you examples: The Christmas following 911, my family decorated our tree in Red, White, and Blue and hung crystal Angels on the branches. When my mother turned 40—her birthday is Christmas Eve—we decorated it with ornaments with her baby pictures and blue garland because that her favorite color. If you still don't understand what I'm talking about hit me with a PM and I'll help you.

ANYWAYS, review, review. I am expected quite a few reviews. The more reviews the FASTER I write Part Two. Lol, Marry Christmas, Huggies, Nollie