The happiest, jolliest, most anticipated and wonderful night of the year:
Christmas Eve, with all it's matching jammies glory.
Sidenote: Ryder's pjs were way too small (whoops) so high fives for suffering through the photo op. And by suffering, I mean succumbing to bribery.
Happy Christmas Morning!
Sunday Christmases are my favorite. Santa in the morning, Savior in the afternoon and a Super Supper in the evening.
We invited just a few friends.
Merry Day!
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