Very, very very early Christmas morning.
Santa has eaten the cookie and drank the eggnog, and Rudolf has partially eaten his carrot. Santa even left a note. Someone should tell Santa not to leave dirty dishes on the furniture.
The presents under the tree are from mom and dad, who ran out of wrapping paper while wrapping the presents just a few hours before. Eh, kids don't care if their presents are somewhat wrapped in Hy-Vee bags, do they?
Emme rips open her gift with her teeth. Yes, this type of thing is normal for her.
What Christmas morning really looks like. Toys strewn about, hair mussed up, neglected baby with half-on/half-off pajamas... Hey, the First Christmas wasn't exactly picture-perfect either, yeah?
Matt got Rudolfed! That's what you get when you fall asleep when you're supposed to be socializing and you have a brother-in-law with a red marker!
Frosting cupcakes with Grandma!
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