Christmas morning...

***Warning...Santa secrets revealed...skip down to pictures if you don't want to find out some of the magic about how Santa gets his job done.

Aunt LaLa stayed over again this year so Santa commissioned his helper elves (Daddy and me) to put together, not only stockings for the three of us, but for Aunt LaLa and our YiaYia too. We had a late, but fun night putting it all together for Santa. And on Christmas morning Fender awoke to a small train set running beneath the Christmas tree. It was the star of the show and he is still playing with it daily.

Daddy and Aunt LaLa both got small lumps of coal in their stockings because they had been a bit naughty this year. But since they weren't terrible, they still had plenty of fun stocking surprises as well. In fact, Santa got Daddy a brand new camera. I tell you that list must be updated by the second because it seems magical to me how he knew our other camera had been fated to break completely when it hit the tile floor during the silly string frenzy that very same night.

In addition to the train set and stockings, we opened up presents from other family who couldn't be with us and Fender was blessed with numerous gifts too many to list, which included an indoor basketball goal, an outdoor soccer goal, an Indiana Jones Mr. Potato Head and lots more. He plays with everything and really enjoys the oversized coloring books that Santa left him. My gut feeling is that he probably won't be a soccer star like his Uncle Bobby. He likes to run out and kick the ball in the net when he sees it set up, but then the novelty wears off until the next outdoor sighting. Now on with a few pictures.