I don't want to make it seem like historically Christmas morning in our house is a bit kookoo, but historically Christmas morning in our house is a bit kookoo. Until this year. I am not sure what happened, but I'd like to say it was a Christmas Miracle. We had an amazing morning. And, it didn't even start until the kids woke up.
About 8:00!
What, you say?!
Yup!
It was marvelous darling, just marvelous.
Santa brought G a 12 pack of Fanta.
Poor child tries to order Fanta at every restaurant we go to and they never have it.
Now, he has 12.
hint, hint.
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