Dear Santa, I don't like you but I still want you to bring me a doll.
(Luckily we got a better shot earlier in the day when we went to visit Santa)
Monkey see, monkey do.
(of course I had to take a picture)
Brown paper packages tied up with string...
My solution to keep curious hands (mostly Kate) from the presents.
I knew there was a reason for all that empty space above the cabinets.
Chandler and Brian
singing at the ward Christmas party.
Spectacular performance. Of course I'm a little biased.
A new favorite Christmas song.
(We'd tried all week long trying to convince Chandler to sing with him, bribing him with anything imaginable. Finally, Saturday morning I asked him if he'd sing if his grandmas came. "Yes." If only I knew it would be so simple. Why do I always forget it's the simple things that work?)
Looks like my wish for no school isn't going to happen.
I'm off to perfect some Christmas treats. Warm wishes.
