Christmas eve…
milk and cookie for Santa
at 5 a.m. this morning,
Chloe: Mommy, can I go downstairs?
Me: No.
Chloe: Daddy, can I go downstairs?
Andrew: No.
at 6 a.m.
Chloe: Can I go down stairs now?
Me: No, honey. Let’s wait until Shane wakes up, okay?
Chloe: but Mommy, I really want to go see downstairs!
Me: Go ask Daddy.
Chloe: (walks over to Andrew) Daddy, can I go downstairs?
Andrew: No. Go back to sleep.
at 7 a.m.
Chloe: NOW, can I go down stairs??
Me: Oh… okay. Let me get my camera.
Chloe: OKAY, MOMMY!
Shane woke up extra late this morning (7:45!) He’s such a kidder. He’s doing, ‘I pretend I don’t care’ face.
This was the best laugh. I’m sorry I missed it!
Andrew got  fancy boots.
They are experts at making a mass.
I got a jewelry stand!
Merry Christmas, everyone….