We open family presents on Christmas Eve. Here is Buddy with some of his presents:

On my side of the family the grandkids drew names out of a hat. My 9 month old nephew drew Buddy's name and got him this fun truck/tractor set. As you can tell from the smile, he loves it.

Since Buddy continues to insist upon wearing his Red Sox uniform almost daily (short sleeved shirt and shorts) my parents supplied him with a warmer alternative... a Red Sox jacket. Which he tried to convince us to let him sleep in last night, and he wore it all Christmas day.

Holding the coat up for all to see.

Proudly wearing it.

He lost his Red Sox hat about a month ago, it was quite devastating, so Grandma and Grandpa L got him a new Red Sox hat for Christmas. This picture is Christmas Eve, Christmas Day while I was taking a nap Princess Sparkley lost a tiny Polly Pocket part next to the couch, Daddy moved the couch to get it and there was Buddy's old Red Sox hat under the couch. The irony. So now he has two, but the new one fits better, and has a little tag in back (that he calls a flag) with red socks on it.