Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Christmas Morning

Be nice. This was the only photo I could get of the two us first thing Christmas morning.

Grant woke up at 7:30 and looked at me and whispered, Merry Christmas, Mom. Now let's go!

He jumped up and down and was so excited with all of his presents. He was confused as to why Santa didn't fill my stocking. He looked down and said, "You must have been bad".

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