Christmas morning. They came into our bed and I asked them if they were ready to go downstairs. They said they were and I asked them why they wanted to go downstairs. They told me to eat breakfast. They had forgotten they would have gifts.
We first opened a present to Jesus we had kept on the mantel. It had slips of paper inside with things we had done this year for Him.
Dream Lites... they love them and I can see why. They put wonderful stars in different colors on your ceiling. I think they are overpriced, but the kids LOVE them.
My sister gave him this light up gun and sword set. I don't think he has put it down since he opened it.
My little ponies.
a mermaid
The sword
Then on Christmas night we had a dinner over at Jeff and Beki's house. We had Christmas crackers with crowns. I'm turning myself back into weight watchers tomorrow. This picture just confirmed what I already knew... ugh.
kiddy table
Lovely Beki and Jeff... let me just say, they outdid themselves this year with homemade gifts you wouldn't believe if I listed them. In fact... I may do a whole other blog post about this cause it's INSANE. (in a good way)
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