We told them it wasn't going to snow on Christmas, but probably rain instead. This is Clare & Theresa pretending to make mud angels. They kind of look like chalk outlines instead...
This is a short video of Noelle playing with a new toy. It has a revving engine sound, so I put it up on the table to put masking tape over the speaker, so it wouldn't drive us quite so crazy. I left it on the table, and I found her there a few minutes later.
Every time I tried to get her upstairs, she'd frantically cry "No! No! No! Pwaying! Pwaying!"
Once everybody was nestled snug in their beds, I got the stockings stuffed. If we hung them on the wood stove, they'd incinerate, and they don't have hanging loops anyway, so we settle for the couch.
Some of us wouldn't be opening our stockings until later in the day, so those stockings were placed safely out of reach.
The peaceful house on Christmas Eve.
Clare was the first one up on Christmas Day...
Yes, she's wearing the same dress as Christmas Eve. She slept in it. In fact, she's been wearing it for the past three days. The girl's got some Christmas spirit.
Let's see what I got...
Didja get anything good?
Ahhh...nothing like a ring pop first thing in the morning.
Somebody found the candy dish, too.
Guess who was up a little too late and a little too early?
Brian & Conor received mad awesome nerf dart guns. This is all I saw of them for most of the day... I can't tell you how many times I was ambushed by the little creeps.
Of course, no holiday would be complete without this treasured family tradition...
Yes, he really DOES chase them around the house with a naked, dead turkey. See? He's not a Big Mean Daddy ALL of the time!
1 comment:
Love all the pictures—glad to see I'm not the only mom whose twin daughters eat candy before breakfast! And Tom Turkey cracked me up!
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