On Christmas Eve we were supposed to have my dad, brother, and sister over for dinner after our Christmas Eve service at church, but we had been sick with a stomach bug the night before and earlier that day so we had to postpone. We took it pretty easy, though we did make it out for the Christmas Eve service because we were feeling a little better then and didn't want to miss it. Afterwards we had dinner and kept West up a little later than usual watching "It's a Wonderful Life" in his new pj's. Before bed we read the story of Jesus' birth and "The Night Before Christmas."
Christmas morning we didn't want anything too heavy on our stomachs, so we ended up having cinnamon toast cut into Christmas shapes for breakfast and then opened stockings and presents.
West got new toothpaste, toothbrushes, and forks in his stocking and new plates, a warm fleece jacket, and a keyboard as presents.
He had to put each piece of paper that he tore off on the ottoman.

























































