Christmas Eve, posing in mismatched pajamas.
Uncle D love.
Junior gave his Daddy a giant bubble wand for Christmas, and Daniel and Corey spent the morning waving their hands around the bubbles, making them spin and change shape.
When he wasn't busy crying or not napping (dang those teeth), this guy ran amok.
Corey got some mustaches to fill in the gaps until he's done with chemo.
Junior thought he was hot stuff when his brother took a nap and he could commandeer the Lightning McQueen.
A new push car from Memaw! Junior cried every time we tried to push it away and give him a new present.
The big surprise. Early in the day, he didn't give it much attention. But once we took it outside, he drove it 15 houses up and back.
The "other" red car in his life. Plus the slippers. I'm never showing him another movie again. We're going to make this CARS theme last.
Somehow we didn't snap any pictures with my parents or my sister, but they were here, I swear! The boys weren't exactly on their best behavior, so once they were in bed, I capped off the night with a round of Balderdash, a slice of peanut butter pie and a few shots of tequila. Merry Christmas indeed. Stay tuned for a very materialistic post about some of my favorite gifts of the year...





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