Christmas

We were mean parents this year.  We aren't an early bird family, and church was a nine so we weren't going to wake up early just to open presents.  Buddy says he woke up at six and saw the clock but we didn't hear any kids up until 7:30 or 7:45.  We slowly got up, ate a normal breakfast and got dressed for church.  Had church been the normal three hours, we might have been nice and opened presents before, but church was only one hour today so we figured they could wait.  They got to pull one thing out of their stocking before they went out the door. 

An hour of church that was actually really nice, lots of singing, even with Buddy bouncing excitedly next to me wanting it to be over.  Then we hurried home and back into PJs so we could recreate Christmas morning like we'd just woken up.  The kids sat at the top of the stairs and drank a glass of orange juice waiting for us to tell them they could come down.

And then chaos (or as Princess Sparkley says, "CH-A-Ose") ensued.

To sum it all up: Legos, more Legos, movies, more movies, Star Wars guys, Rapunzel people, doll bunkbeds (made my Grandpa M), doll bedding (made by Grandma M), books, camping supplies, cooking gadgets, sleeping bags, clothes, candy, more Legos, more candy, strange food requests (Buddy: baloney, Little Guy: Cheese balls, and PS, so she wasn't left out of the weird food from Santa, syrup to make Strawberry milk) and some puzzles.