Christmas Eve the boys played and played awaiting Santa's arrival the next day.
Santa was good to my little boys. My oldest, Jake was gifted with a Thomas the Tank Engine Bike, his first. Of course, I cried watching Jake's excited reaction. Really, he was excited although you can't tell by this picture.
Ryan was pooped after opening two presents so he went down for a nap and missed the majority of opening presents. Luckily, he didn't seem to mind a bit.
Grandma Leslie (my mom) made the boys the coolest Tee Pee. I'll post soon on how she did it.
Since Christmas, my house has become a disaster zone. All day today I have been trying to clean it in between my bouts of laziness. Yet it is still a mess. Hope to have things organized, washed and smelling lemony fresh by weeks end.