guess who's coming...

Christmas with kids is seriously one of the best things ever. Ev-er. The way they are on their {almost} best behavior for the month leading up to the big day, the way their eyes sparkle at the mere mention of Santa, and the lack of sleep the night before the Big Day.
Santa was nice enough to bring a Cars bike with matching helmet for Luke and dress up clothes and shoes for our resident princess, Miss Reagan. We've kept with the tradition of having our families over to watch the kidlets open their gifts and to exchange the gifts we've gotten for each other. We finish up the morning with a big, yummy breakfast and while the kids play with all of their new toys, my dad passes out on the couch.