Christmas

Thankfully we have a little boy who likes to have his sleep.

We didn't get up until 8:00pm.

Running down the stairs.

Santa drank his cocoa and ate the cookies and the Reindeer ate the carrots.

Santa also left breakfast for a little boy.

He was very excited for his tiny little cereal boxes.

And Riley was not so excited.

Steven had to feed him by hand.

I had stockings hanging all over the room and when John ran down the stairs, he ran over to the stockins hanging by the fireplace.  (which by the way, I didn't fill).  Dawna said he saw that they were empty, smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand and remarked "Oh No!" that they were empty.  Poor guy.  Then he saw the real stockings.

Merry Christmas!

Here's John yelling into his new walkie talkie.

Yipee!  Cutting with his new scissors.

 Hey Mrs. Huh-wiggins.

Rowr!

Why oh why do we buy expensive toys?

Santa present!

do ya think he loves it? 

Geez how happy is he? 

Helping Riley open a gift.

Poor Riley.

Way to supervise the toddler.

I leave the room and they maul Riley.

It's like Riley-jenga.

Wow, tough day.

Couldn't find a gingerbread house, had to settle for a gingerbread train.

  

Helping dad build the Christmas train table from Santa.

He told Steven that building the table was the best part of Christmas.

Train table!

Merry Christmas!

Alright, I realize that it's March but c'mon, at least I'm posting pictures.