Christmas day we woke up in hopes Santa had visited. At 2 years old, Tate knew Santa was coming, he knew he would bring presents and books. But I still think he was a bit too young to fully understand the Santa/ Christmas concept. We also sang a lot of "happy dirpedbay to Jesus"
This may have been our last Christmas where we didn't really have a "wish list" of toys that Tate really really wanted. And because he was mostly about opening the gifts, we were good to go when I wrapped up some new clothes along with toys. Both sets of grandparents came down for brunch and to watch Tate open gifts and to spend some family time together on Christmas day.
We were able to be home all day because we didn't need to go to my grandparents home til late afternoon. So Tate took a great nap at home and then we headed across town to my grandparents for the big Handeland family Christmas and kumla supper.
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| checking out the stockings and Santa stuff |
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| yee haw mickey! |
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| "Is this my present?" We heard that a lot this Christmas |
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| Not sure if we're saying "no-no" or "stay." Either way Chewy probably listens better than Tate :) |
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| And the big tada. . . a playhouse! Yay- Tate fits great, his prego Mom, not so much |
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