What a wonderful Christmas we had this year. The boys were very spoiled! We had our first Christmas on Christmas Eve at my parents house. Here is Cole digging in...

Blake and his tool bench...

Opening his leaf blower...he's excited he has one just like Daddy's.

By far Blake's favorite gift this year...an easel. It has a dry erase board on one side and a chalk board on the other. You can also clip paper to it so you can draw or paint. And it's magnetic so he has been putting magnets on it and playing with his magnetic alphabet. We put it in his room and he loves it so much, he will play up there all by himself...which is a new thing for us! He thinks he's an artist and he always says he can't play right now because he has to go "work" on his easel!

Cole and his new car...he is thrilled that Grandpa is pushing him around and he doesn't have to do any of the work!

Cole's favorite gift...a slide! He loves, loves, loves this thing. He slides down so fast, says "bump" when he hits the floor, then jumps up and says "ta da!".

After spending the day with my family, we went back home to open up the boys Christmas ornaments. Blake got Thomas the Train...

and Cole got Tigger and Pooh.

Our tree Christmas morning...

Blake opening his stocking...he was so excited about opening gifts that he didn't even care what it was. He pulled this out of his stocking and very enthusiastically said "Oooh, Santa brought me some underwears!"

Cole and his tunnel...

Santa brought the boys a kitchen. The look on Blake's face was so cute when he noticed it sitting by the tree. He was so excited!

Blake and his new baseball glove...

Blake and his Spike Jr. dinosaur...obviously he is not ready to share with Cole

The aftermath...
On our way to Grandma Puckett's Christmas morning...both boys were pooped from opening gifts at home and slept the whole way there.


Blake and Cole hanging out with cousin Kanin

Our little sleepy head after round 3 of opening gifts...

Cole and Grandpa at Grandma Hoover's house Christmas night

Cole and Grandma snuggling...

Our tired little guy...I guess 3 Christmases in one day can really wear a guy out.