Christmas Morning

Christmas morning arrived, and Santa was really good to our munchkins this year.  And, by really good, I mean he may or may not have gone a bit overboard and probably had to save some of the toys for next year.  

 The loot.

Santa left some gifts wrapped in brown paper with the kids named stamped in red ink.  It was a nice touch.  Noah had a blast picking out his name and figuring out which gift belonged to whom.   

First glance. 

Noah asked for one thing for Christmas this year… a xylophone.  Santa brought two.  Daddy commented, “I don’t know if xylophones are making a comeback, but we have the potential to have four in our house.”   Ha. 

Emma loved the xylophones too. She especially loves the tabletop xylophone. It is the perfect height for her to pull up on. Unfortunately, I don’t think it is made to support the weight of a child even a little bitty one. She has had a couple spills of it, but luckily it is low to the ground, so no injuries ensued.

Typical of baby's first Christmas, Emma loved all the wrapping paper and ribbon.  And, she was really interested in anything that belonged to her brother.  Noah was the same.  He loved all Emma's gifts.  I forget how hard it is to find a baby toy that doesn't make noise.  Music.  Talking.  Counting.  Let's just say that there are a lot of new songs and phrases going through Noah's head this week. 

The Aftermath.