Christmas Eve Day ~ as tradition has it, Santa brings one gift early on Christmas Eve. As children, both of my parents opened their presents on Christmas Eve. Growing up, my sister and I got one gift on Christmas Eve from our parents. Now our children get one gift on Christmas Eve from Santa. And yes! K & O got what they asked for: BIG BASS DRUMS! (go ahead, call us crazy... I'd do it all again in a heartbeat to see the looks on those precious faces!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). Here they are, wearing their "King Pine" shirts, and they COULD.-NOT.-BE.-HAPPIER. What child shouldn't have that on Christmas??????????? Every child should be so lucky to get the special gift they've been hoping for and wishing for and writing letters to Santa about. This is the stuff that magic is made of.*
Ky Ky was truly beyond ecstatic -- walking on sunshine to the beat of a different drum -- upon receiving this gift from Santa. Look at the look on his face.*
Christmas Eve Day late afternoon ~ before getting changed into their dress-up-outfits the cousins take a dip (with piles of snow on their heads!)*
The fourth cousin looks on, envious. Hopefully next year she'll be able to join them!?!!!*
Christmas Eve ~ all dressed up. The boys got a huge kick out of dressing in matching outfits with their sister for their first Christmas as a threesome as opposed to a twosome. This was the best we could get for a photo. Quickly it turned into a major meltdown. ;0*
Swedish Smorgasbord on Christmas Eve. My mom is really, really amazing. She keeps this going year after year after year and we don't know what we'd do without the meatballs and korv and sill and salmon and all of it. I've eaten this meal every Christmas Eve of my entire life... as has my mom and dad and their parents too. K, O, and M will learn to love it.*
The pageant at church on Christmas Eve. Once again, the gender bending. K & O insist on being angels. Sadie is the sheep. It was cute and nothing crazy happened with K & O like what happened two years ago when they were two (click here)... then again, they now have the baby sister, so they didn't need to steal the baby Jesus.*
Speaking of baby sister... she sat in church, her eyes glued, as her two angelic brothers (that is sarcasm) did their thing. Seriously, this girl adores her brothers. Adores them.*
Christmas Morning!*
#1 Most Priceless Picture!!! Mid-morning Christmas Day ~ Owen was missing. Braydon and I found him, alone in the kitchen, with the Swedish Butterhorns. LOL!!!!!!!!!! Between him and Kyle they ate at least a couple dozen over the course of the day.*
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