Christmas

It seems Christmas has become lower and lower key around here. With all my daily craziness, all I want for Christmas is peace and quiet. In years past, I have been adamant about having the kids at home on Christmas morning, and this year I broke with that tradition and we slept at Grandma and Grandpa's since I wasn't on call for a birth further away from Pueblo. It was lovely and relaxed, but I think the boys are hoping to be home on Christmas morning next year.

Some highlights...

Grandma and Grandpa gave us all matching L.L. Bean bags in various sizes.


Santa brought Liam a flashlight.


The karaoke machine was a big hit--perhaps moreso for the older folk.


Rhys got a huge bag of dress up clothes.


I got Grease and Mamma Mia!


Quinn made thoughtful gifts for everyone. This was a jar of homemade potpourri.


Kathie gave Ron a huge box of some kind of fancy, impregnated wood and fireplace accessories.


It was a Canine Christmas this year, with Loci, Freddie, Pumpkin, and Bob.