This year, Christmas began with the 25-day countdown of Advent and culminated with a wondrous breakfast Christmas with our friends from next door, Ina and Dick Tubbs... that's "my Ina" as Elijah always calls her and "Mr. Dick" that Judah crawls over to as fast as his little paws will take him.
Elijah was so upset at 7:00am when he woke up because he wanted "Ina and Dick come over now, please. Please!!! I go get them now!" Not wanting to ruin Christmas for anyone else, we told him that maybe we should wait until 8am when we had told them to come over. That didn't fly too well with Elijah. We found him yapping angrily at the back door that "it won't open, Daddy. Fix it!" Thank God for deadbolts, eh?
After a delicious breakfast of Rachel's sausage breakfast casserole, we retired to the living room where we all sat around and watched Elijah open gifts. Judah had no interest in doing anything except jump up on his little rocker and coo at Mr. Dick. Works for me. He must know that he's a knight-in-training, because he rode that thing like a little horse, scaring the dickens out of us multiple times, but of course never actually falling off.
Elijah's highlight gift was a "guitar string" (which, oddly enough, is just a plain old guitar) from Rachel and I... he insisted on bringing it EVERYWHERE for the first week, which is why you'll see it in most pictures of our vacation. He played it ambidextrously, which made it sound verrrry different when he played it upside-down-- I think it was designed to be a righty guitar.
But the best outtake from that morning would be this photo, where a) I look like I have man-boobs, b) Judah looks like a big dancing present himself, and c) the stalwart Marine in the corner looks like he's crying... that's just the kind of day it was!
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