All Wrapped Up

The kids slept over at Grammy's and Santa took advantage of the opportunity to wrap gifts.  Instead of waiting until the usual Christmas Eve night, we tackled the daunting mountain of presents.

Each child has their own paper, that way there is no reading of tags.  Now we didn't document the next two hours we spent cleaning up and putting together toys that I purchased from garage sales and consignment sales that we decided to leave unwrapped.

Holt, sensing the seriousness of the task set before us, cooperated nicely.  Thanks big guy.  You're such a super baby.