Christmas Eve

This picture makes me laugh, because Frankie's arm had just gotten pegged by a flying pair of pj's for daddy, so she'd just had a cry and still wasn't totally over it yet when she opened her own pj's. Also, her hair helmit looks fabulous. 

Addie tried on daddy's jams. Except he doesn't need jams, so he got track pants. too practical?

Cookies for Santa! And Frankie's... I don't know. Ll

And finally, reindeer food. 

It was a totally rainy and warm Christmas Eve. It rained hard most of the day, but thankfully had stopped by the time we went caroling. 

It still made for wet pavement and a mess for our colored sugar (glitter sprinkles are bad for birds, at least according to one pinterester) and oatmeal. 

Crazy warm Christmas Eve! We didn't even really need jackets!

After the pouring, or dumping, as the case may be, of the reindeer food, we had an impromptu dance off. 

Get it, girl. 

Loving Laney's action!

I tell these girls all the time how lucky they are to have their two best friends with them everywhere they go!

They're not buying it. Yet. 

Then it really was bedtime for bonzo's. At least, for the two bonzo's that didn't get a late-late nap.