Christmas Morning - snowy footprints but no snow

Christmas morning was seeing Santa's snowy footprints on the living room rug and checking to see how many cookies he ate.

Christmas morning was opening up the gifts youngest to oldest.  Santa brought Maya some canvas photos for her wall.  Pretty sure she appreciated the wrapping paper more.

Christmas morning was opening obscure action figures like Solomon Grundy, a villain of Batman.  Or posing for pictures with Scrub Daddy, a thrilling Santa gift in my stocking.

And for 7 month olds, Christmas morning was putting EVERYTHING in your mouth - from wrapping paper to presents to the camera strap.

Christmas morning was taking a pause from opening wrapped presents and playing with toys to read a new book.

 

Christmas morning was digging through more goodies in personalized stockings (thanks Grammy) -

 

And if you're teething, eating the contents of everyone's stockings -

Christmas morning was being deliriously happy over your first nerf gun

Or deliriously happy over wrapping paper -

Christmas morning was putting on the last ornament of the Jesse tree, a 25-ornament countdown to Christmas, with all ornaments connected to Bible stories pointing to the birth of our Savior from the creation of the world!

Christmas morning was sharing your "low" of the day - that there wasn't snow (unlike EVERY depiction of Christmas morning in books and movies) . . . there were almost tears!

Christmas morning was giving your sister princess action figures -

Christmas morning was unwrapping a gift from your sister . . . that may have been held over from Hanukkah when you were flooded with gifts, and then giving your sister a kiss -

Christmas morning was opening a 3 foot Batman from Cas' assistant.  This sucker scares me whatever it is, when I walk in a dark room and see this standing figure.

Christmas morning was action figure battles with the newest members to your collection.

Christmas day was putting on handsome clothes, enjoying the time with family too much to take pictures, but snapping a few after everyone left and you're opening presents from Grammy and Brownie -

Christmas day was gifts flown in from Indiana, building silly dinosaurs thanks to Uncle Alex and Aunt Coady

Christmas day was leg warmers, tutus, and photos with Aunt Debbie and Grandma Jewell Rae -

Christmas day was switching to the cutest bow ever from Uncle Alex and Aunt Coady as soon as you open its package -

And Christmas day was gifts that only non-parents give, like voice-changing megaphones!

Christmas day was family, food, laughter and love as we celebrated that our God came to us -