Christmas Eve was precious. We watched a ton of movies during the day while the kids played with some toys we had let them open early from grandma and grandpa. My mom and aunt went to Catholic service while the rest of us congregated at the folks house and ate the hell out of some pizza. Then, we let the kids exchange presents with each other.
We headed back home to set the cookies out for Santa and to wrap the kids up in their room. Callie still wasn't ready to feel trapped in her room and opted not to be wrapped up. Wyatt was all about it though. Luckily, I caught a picture of all the presents Santa left right after I heard him scoot back up the chimney.
The kiddos scored big and a lot of Callie's gifts were Bieberlicious. After the loot tornado, daddy made red velvet pancakes for breakfast, and we all headed over to the folks house for the rest of Christmas. I'm not gonna lie, getting and giving presents is my favorite part of the whole deal. Also, dinner this year was especially fab since Uncle Binky took over most of the cooking. It was another typically great Christmas!
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| Eating Santa's crumbs. |
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| I don't even think Brent's eyes are open yet. |
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