Part of our family's Christmas Eve tradition includes having the grandchildren open up a present from Grammy and Grandpa. I'll not leave you in suspense-- it's always pajamas. This year, our lovely model Reese is showing off her new nightgown and the robe Grammy monogrammed with her initials.
These are all of the cousins-- minus Kean and my little brother, Marc's kids who live in Austin, Texas. We missed them!!
We also let the kids open up their presents from the cousins. Look at what Kean got!!! His first trucks and a little fire engine. We've never really had such boyish toys in our house. Pretty exciting stuff.
Towards the end of the evening... guess who walked in the front door? The girly-ohs were pretty darn excited! Look how tiny Reese looks. I guess she doesn't just look tiny, she actually is. Did I mention I took her for her check up and she is only in the 3rd percentile for height and 5the for weight? How did we have such a munchkin? At least she is in the 200 percentile for personality!
Last year Reese cried when she saw Santa. This year she told us she's not "cared" of Santa anymore. And boy oh boy that was soo true. She talked his ear off and kept interrupting the other children with "just one more thing"...
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