Christmas ...

I can remember being excited for Christmas as a kid. That feeling of the best day of the year finally arriving. So excited for Santa. I got that same feeling this year for Mary. I couldn't wait for her to wake up and see the presents under the tree. Of course that's the one day she slept past her usual 10 am wake up. Justin and I enjoyed our coffee and watched the Disney holiday parade on TV while we waited. When she finally woke and came down stairs, her eyes lite up. She knew exactly what those wrapped presents were. (She's had a lot of practice from her birthday and grandpa giving her presents to open early.)

Christmas Eve ...

Christmas Morming ...

Christmas Day ... 

Santa made a special stop after dinner to visit with Mary, but she wasn't having it. There was no crying, just screams of pure terror.