Christmas @ the Santa Claus & his old lady commune

"One of those big sleds, y'know? And he used ta have it pulled by some reindeers, y'know, like, reindeers?

Y'know. He used ta hook them onto da sled and then he used ta stand up inside da sled and hold on to da reins and then call out their names, like, "On Donner! On, Blitzen! On Chewy! On Tavo! C'mon, Becto!" And then, the reindeers used ta take off into da sky and fly across da sky, man!"

Alexander may not have bonded with Santa at the Mall, but that didn't stop him from pulling on his red hat & celebrating at the "Santa Claus & his old lady commune," AKA Grandma's house.

Babushka gave us a little suit for the babes when he was born, a 2T. I thought I had some time before he outgrew it... but after a quick scan of his closet last week, I realized it was already a little too small. So, Christmas attire it became!

Poor little Baby Zane finished up his 10-day antibiotic on Christmas Eve, the same day he developed a nasty, croupy cough. Oh, and an aversion to sleeping the night or taking even the shortest daytime nap... And of course, the doctor's office closed @ noon Wednesday & won't reopen until Monday morning...

Anyway, after a sleepless night & a cranky Mama, Papa woke up early Christmas morning with the snotty babe & let me sleep in. At 7:30 Papa & our little Christmas caroler woke me up with the best rendition of Jingle Bell's ever!

Did I mention that after Alexander met Jolly Ol' Saint Nick, his fear of Grandpa melted away like a snowball in June.

Aren't they so cute now? Birds of a feather flock together!

Unfortunately, the fear of Ice kept us @ Grandma's Christmas morning. To make everything all better Grandma made her Christmas Supercolosal & grandpa passed sugary bites under the highchair to Alexander like D sneaks tuna to Peanut. He wasn't fooling anyone!

Because we're a Weather Channel obsessed family, we made an extra special Christmas Eve party @ Aunt Jenn's. Shrimp, spinach dip, pigs in a blanket, cookies, dips, cheeses, the whole shabang. And we all go to open presents (Although this was supposed to be a present-less holiday???) at exactly 3:31pm, when Sarah woke up from her nap.

Baby Norah spotted Alexander's new JB special as soon as we came in Christmas Eve, and refused to take it off; not even to eat...

Of course all the kiddos were sick, and half the old folks too, so we called it a night early so we could all hit the hay & wait for Santa!