This year was our first year doing the Santa thing... and by that I mean staying up ridiculously late trying to assemble large pieces of plastic:
|Dottie was a huge help.|
|The Halloween pumpkin is filled with her play Nativity set. Seriously. My child is a bit odd.|
Although the $1sunglasses were just as big of a success:
|How did Santa know that I'm going to Florida in a few weeks?|
|This shopping bag is just my size!|
|Moooom put down the camera and come back and play with me!|
We did manage to tear her away long enough to take a Christmas morning photo, though. I like how in the first shot Matt and I look all tense while neither of the dependents is looking anywhere near the direction of the camera:
Then obviously some shit went down b/c the dog and child have switched places, the dog no longer has her jingle bells collar on, and Nigh-Nigh and Black Kitty have joined us.
This last shot would be the "Just take one with the flash and then we can give up" shot:
Eh. Whatever. I have to say the Christmas Morning Photo is one of my favorite traditions. It's going to be so fun someday to flip back through them all and see how we've changed. It already is, actually.
So yeah ... Hope that you had a wonderful Christmas!