It's too bad this kiddo isn't loved.
He set to work taking apart the magnetic pyramid my dad had constructed, then walked to the kitchen to throw the pieces on the hardwood floor. Such fun!
My sister got him a pretty sweet pitch-perfect xylophone.
Which he had to get the hang of playing.
Which he had to get the hang of playing.
We then settled down for a Christmas eve Chinese dinner, ironically enough a tradition for both of our families. If you're in the Grand Rapids, MI area, Golden Wok's chicken with pea pods is truly scrumptious! I highly recommend it!
Then it was time to open more gifts. My dad got a tie from my sister and decided to wear it the rest of the night.
My son got a pretty sweet Melissa and Doug numbers puzzle that kept him occupied for part of the night!
Apparently for Little B, Christmas is all about reading books because he had people reading to him all throughout the evening.
He did take some time out of reading, however, to open a John Deere farm implement set! Now he can bring in the harvest with the best of them.
And my husband got to open more heavily-packaged gifts for Little B. Fun! Fun!
Finally, everyone else was hungry enough to bust out the cookies, and even my son got to partake of the holiday goodies thanks to Aunt Christine, designated cookie wrangler.
Spritz cookies (turned into slice-and-bakes because of spritzer difficulties), sour cream cutout cookies, almond tartlets, homemade toffee, and (my favorite) mincemeat cookies - which my sister refers to as "beef bars". Ooh, howdy!
My son got a pretty sweet Melissa and Doug numbers puzzle that kept him occupied for part of the night!
Oh, I'm sorry, did I say my dad got one tie? He got two ties ... and wore them for the rest of the night.
Apparently for Little B, Christmas is all about reading books because he had people reading to him all throughout the evening.
He did take some time out of reading, however, to open a John Deere farm implement set! Now he can bring in the harvest with the best of them.
And my husband got to open more heavily-packaged gifts for Little B. Fun! Fun!
Finally, everyone else was hungry enough to bust out the cookies, and even my son got to partake of the holiday goodies thanks to Aunt Christine, designated cookie wrangler.
Spritz cookies (turned into slice-and-bakes because of spritzer difficulties), sour cream cutout cookies, almond tartlets, homemade toffee, and (my favorite) mincemeat cookies - which my sister refers to as "beef bars". Ooh, howdy!