A couple shots of Christmas Morning, the top one is Deuce, that was his fave gift by far, carried it around all day...

The next one is Coleman, he loved all his gifts equally, although now that it's over, he's "bored" all of a sudden, go figure! Kids.

Anyway, Christmas went pretty smoothly, went to the bar/resturant on Saturday, watched my Seahawks win!! Merry Christmas to me! Had a few beers, came home and watched "It's a Wonderful Life" of course.

Sunday morning we got up and took the 3 hour drive to pick up T, came back and opened all our presents, I got a bunch of Seahawks shit, loved it all. My Brother-In-Law and his wife and kids came over, we drank wine, had a Turkey and a Ham, and played card games with the kids while Jim and his brother watched movie after movie, full volume, cause we were actually talking while playing cards. That's the thing about living in a shoebox sized house, there's nowhere to get away from each other. So by Christmas evening I was ready for everyone to just go to bed, so I could have some peace.

Now it's off to take down my dangerously dry tree before it bursts into flames, and get my house back to normal!!