We finally made it to see George’s parents (his mom has been sick for a while) and they gave me these Santa ornaments. I don’t know where they got the idea that I like wine. Heh.
The boys were off on Monday, and I, being the Meanest Mom on Earth, made them leave the house and go for a walk. They brought cheese. The river is still so high! Usually it’s out past those trees back there.
Pretty rose, so vibrant it almost hurts. It’s like springtime in New Orleans. I love the house in the background.
Every Christmas with the boys just gets more and more fun. This morning was just wonderful.
The boys got up around 6:45, but I made them stay in bed til 7 because I’m mean like that. Last year I got up before them (miracle) and was able to have coffee and turn on the fireplace channel before they got up. I was kind of hoping that would happen again this year. Not so much. Oh well.
First, they opened their stockings and got their presents from Santa.
Checking out stockings
Miles was excited about the snowman he asked Santa for.
Santa really hopes the boys will play outside more now.
Then, in the most heart-melting part of the day, they opened their gifts from each other. I’ll let the photos speak for themselves.
The rest of the morning was spent opening the rest of the gifts, and then I cooked, and all of the grandparents came over, and we ate a ton of delicious food, and then after they left, I went to Steph’s house to hang out with friends and drink wine.
More random pics from the day:
The necklace George gave me. Love it!
A frenzy of gift opening.
Saying hi to Granny
A bottle from my own little troublemakers.
My date cake came out of the bundt pan perfectly.
Christmas ornaments from Granny and Grandpa
Gifts from my Mom and Larry. Perfect!
Such a great Christmas!
Nothing says Christmas like snowmen, candy canes, and Creepers.