My go to Christmas

Yesterday, Ida Jane grabbed all of her purses and backpacks, and said she was going. "Where are you going?" we asked her. "My go to Christmas."

So yeah, we had a lot of fun on Christmas. She misses it already.

Here we are, reading "The Night Before Christmas" on the night before...



The calm before the storm.



Of course, the ribbon is the best part. Ida Jane even generously shared hers.



Yeah, Dad thought this gift was a good idea. Two year-old, marching drum, a match made in heaven. :)



Um, so there's this bear? What am I supposed to do with this thing? And, more importantly, is it going to eat that wrapping paper I was saving for myself?


Of course, when it's all over, playing in the cupboard is still king.

Here we are!

Better rest up for next year.