Christmas morning, 5:10am: Ben wakes up and creeps downstairs to see if Santa has come. When I hear him come back up the stairs, I ask him if Santa did, indeed, come. He said, "Yes, and it's REALLY GOOD!" I went downstairs with him to check it out, but I made him wait until the babies were awake until I let him get Maggie and Daddy out of bed. By 6:20am, we were all in front of the tree and ready to open some gifts!
but who likes them more - the kids, or Daddy?
Ben tried to get the babies, who were still sipping milk on Daddy's lap, to get into the gift-openeing fun. Surprisingly, they were a little slow to action.
With some help, they opened their new vacuum cleaners (from Santa), and they were "up & runnin'" before too long!
All dressed and ready to go to Grandma & Grandpa's for the day. But, we had to get in just a few more minutes with the Hot Wheels before we left the house.
Brian and I agree that each year, Christmas just gets better and better. This year was no exception. Having four kids to celebrate the holiday made it extra special. We remember how much fun we had with Ben when he was 18 months old, and that was just ONE kid. This year, we got the fun of a 6-year-old, a 4-year-old, and TWO 18-month-olds! Brian is off work for this entire week after Christmas, and I'm really looking forward to several days of hanging out as a family and playing with all of our new stuff. It's what memories are made of, after all.