Well, we don't get stoned and sing all night long like Hank Jr., but this year, Bob and I tried to start some family traditions with the boys. I wanted to start our Christmas Eve with a picture near the fireplace (as it was less distracting than the Christmas tree), and this is what we got.
Here the kids model their new PJs and begin what I like to call the Superhero Insanity. There have been weeks where these are the only clothes that have been worn despite my best efforts. They have been dug out of the bottom of the laundry basket, ripped from the hangers in the closet, and constantly worn. Good job, Uncle Joseph!
We set out the milk and cookies for Santa. Everyone put a pre made cookie on the plate (I'm no Suzie Homemaker).
The milk also required an adequate tasting.
Papa Joe and his best fisherman, James checking out the presents.