Christmas Eve

Stockings were hung and each kid wrote a letter to Santa, and safely stowed it in their stocking. I had to threaten them so I could get a picture.

Then they posed as they wanted.

We got them all tucked into bed and Santa paid a visit. He even brought Libby a vanity (that he was lucky enough to find on Craigslist).

The dog was exhausted. And it was only Christmas Eve.