Christmas Day, Part 1

 

My first Christmas, when I was seven months old, my parents, my brother Shane, and I lived in a townhouse.  Then, when I was one, my parents moved to the house where they still live today.  So from the time I was one, until I was 32, I woke up in that very same house every single Christmas morning!  It definitely felt a little funny this year waking up in my house, but we knew that Tyler was at a good age to start Christmas traditions at home.  Dan, Tyler, and I went downstairs at about 6:45 (Tyler woke up earlier than he ever has in his life...he must've sensed the excitement!) and Tyler saw his presents.  He seemed a bit confused at first!  He saw the adorable little desk that my friend Liz gave to him, and he opened up his "Mr. Damian truck" and the Scooby Doo characters that went with it.  He didn't seem too excited about the pajamas he opened, or the Corduroy book with a matching bear (although we have read the book a few times this week!).  :-)

My parents and my brother Steven arrived later that morning and we had so much fun opening our gifts and giving them theirs!  Tyler especially loved the helicopter, fireman dress up kit, and the parking garage!!  We had a wonderful time with them.  :-)