We woke up at home on Christmas morning and had breakfast and time just the three of us sitting under the tree. It was exactly what I wanted. Quiet and calm.
Aaron- "Why are we sitting under a tree taking presents out of big ol' socks? This is not my routine!"
Aaron- "Come on, Dad! We have presents to open!"
Ready for stockings
Aaron- "What do you mean my present got shipped to Shreveport?! Is this how this is supposed to go?! This is NOT my routine!"
Sock monkey!
Miracle bubbles!
All the goodies "Santa" loaded into his stocking and his favorite was the tiny orange at the bottom.
Attempt at a family photo. They were all blurry:
Stephen reading the Christmas story (on my iphone)
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