"Daddy, Did Santa Come Yet?"

So at 7:50 a.m. Boy 1 yells out from his room "Daddy, did Santa come yet?" I thought it was much earlier than it was. I did get my Christmas wish that the boys would sleep til 7:30, which would be about 40 minutes longer than a normal day off. Boy 1 came into our room to force us up, thank god we have a gate at the top of the stairs that trapped him in while we got Boy 2's diaper changed before heading down.

I'm gonna take the easy way out and not describe everything that happened Christmas morning, just think back to when you were a kid. Everything started so nice and organized and then blew-up! You can write your own stories from the pictures. Though I will tell you, the train table was the biggest hit..............not the lite saber.

The Stocking Were Hung by the Chimney with Care

So everything was in place to mark that Santa had arrived. The cookies had been eaten, milk was finished, ash was sprinkled outside the hearth, the fireplace doors were left open, Santa hung candy canes on the tree, all the gifts were placed, stocking filled and to take it that extra mile. I gnawed on the ends of the carrot we left out for Santa's deer and placed them outside to be found on Christmas by the boys.

Christmas Eve at Aunt Sheila's

Well it all kicked off last night about 4 o'clock at Aunt Sheila's house........the present parade! By Christmas night I suspect we will have crammed more stuff into our house than we know what to do with. Most of this weekend will be transferring old toys from the living room to the basement and then waiting for our yard sale in spring/summer.

Boy 1 has been engorged in Star Wars talk for quite some time now, in fact the only thing he asked Santa for was a Lite Saber, blue in color. We will have to see what Santa brings.

Everyone appeared to have made out very well in gifts, televisions, DVR recorder, luggage, Sea Dog tickets, gift cards, Root Beer (that's an inside story) and toys, toys and more toys. It became very apparent that Boy 1 is just go, go, go..... playing, running, screaming and in your face. Boy 2 on the other hand is just content to lay on the floor playing with new trucks nice and quiet.


There is nothing suttle when you get 3 boys together. Grampy Dave is fending off 2 of them pretty well, but the 3rd is coming up quick.














So somewhere between leaving our house and getting to Sheila's I seemed to have lost a gift card for Kevin to a video game store, so all he opened from us was a couple pairs of socks and a shirt, not the most exciting things to a 12 year old boy.

It's Begining to Look Alot Like Christmas

Well last Saturday we got the apple tree decorated and thank goodness we did.

About 3 hours after finishing we got our first snowstorm of the year. Something happens in the mind of Boy 1 when it snows, it is just like Christmas morning. A few weeks ago we got about an inch of snow one night and that next morning Boy 1 went bizerk!! He flew out of bed and got himself dressed in a hurry. He remembered from last year that he wore long-johns before going out. Apparently he didn't remember what order his clothes went. He ended-up putting them on over his clothes and would not slow down to fix it...........he just had to get outside. Although that first snow melted by 9am he wore his snow pants, boots and all other winter items to daycare. The snow was melting so fast he had more wet leaves on his clothes than snow.

This is a great picture. Carey says it is one of those that we will look back at one day and realize how small they once were.

Sorry, no pics of Boy 2 yet!!! His first adventure in the snow did nothing but piss him off. He's not moving so well in the snow yet. He wasn't in a very photogenic mood!!!