I don't know about you, but we are ridiculously slow on Christmas morning. (as Josh, Wesley and Landon will tell you in no mixed words.) There is something so beautiful about waking up hearing tiptoes to the Christmas tree and then shouts of joy as all of our little spies realize that Santa indeed did come...(even after all of Mom's threats that "Santa saw that and he might be moving your name to the naughty list...")
We love to drag out Christmas morning as long as possible. You know; make a nice warm fire, have a big delicious breakfast, read about Christ in the scriptures, tidy up a little, and then finally open presents. I took this picture when we finally announced to the boys that it was time to open presents.
We got distracted and forgot to take many pictures, but we had a perfectly beautiful Christmas together. I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas.