Our first Christmas was at my parents. We woke up Christmas Eve morning and treated it as if it was Christmas day. We all went to breakfast and then came home and opened presents. Bella wasn't to sure at this time on what to do with all the presents. We all had to help her along.

Aunt T got her this cool book with a train and the track is park of the book

she found herself in the mirror on the table and was trying to lick herself

my Uncle Bruce then came over and we had our Christmas dinner. Joe cooked a great standing rib roast.
Bella played Papa's drums later on

Santa then came down our street later that night before we went to Christmas #2
love all the pics! our dad's have matching drum sets :)
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