I'm not sure who is more exhausted from all the holiday festivities: the grownups or the littles. Or perhaps this poor Santa, whom Mason was not so fond of. We're still 1 for 2 with the man in red, but this year they decided to switch it up. We are now accepting wagers on who will throw the fit next year. My money is on Mommy.
Here are some more photos of the Christmas merriment...
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| Decorating cookies with our neighborhood friends. |
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| One last night of behaving as long as Santa is watching. |
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| We are serious about our cookie baking. |
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| Mommy makes a comfy place for watching The Grinch. |
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| Reading Twas the Night Before Christmas, and screaming like a banshee. |
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| Putting out cookies for Santa (and a carrot for Rudolph). |
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| Checking things out Christmas morning. The stockings are full! |
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| Trying out the new trike Santa left. |
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| Going for a spin on her new (pink!) bike. |
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| One pooped DJ, he fell asleep in the middle of a remix. |
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| Trying out their new easel. |
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| All bundled up so they could go out on the porch to play with the easel the day after Christmas, despite the fact that it was very early and very cold. |
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| S'mores at the Festival of Lights. I'm pretty sure Mason thought that was the best thing ever. |
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| But the carousel was pretty cool too! |
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