That’s what it felt like on Christmas morning. Being swallowed in a sea of Christmas wrapping paper, plastic boxes discarded here and there, and bows and ribbons adorning the floor, small heads, unsuspecting backs…
The little kiddies had to sit on the stairs before being allowed to come into the room. It’s tradition to sit on the stairs and sing a Christmas carol or two. When I was younger, my dad used to torture us by making us sing song after song until we begged to “please, please go around the corner!!”
Logan was none too happy for some reason (as evidenced by his smiling little face) so Natalie had to sit with him on the stairs just so we could get a picture of all the grandkids together. At least she’s smiling for him. 🙂
Everyone in our family was here for Christmas minus Katie, Dave, and Sammy…and baby girl Demcak coming sometime in March. We missed them! But we’re excited to see them soon. Overall, we had a great morning and heaven bless these kids for not waking up until 8:30 a.m.! That helped those of us Santa Helpers who stayed up until 2 a.m. wrapping gifts and chatting by the fire.