
Greta insisted that Santa's treats go on the special red plate.
Christmas morning.

We were drinking orange juice before we could open presents. Their grandpa didn't stop them from sneaking into their stockings, hence the candy cane, fruit snacks, and ornaments.

The girls' gifts from Santa. Big girl beds!

The stuff on the floor (in the picture with Andrea's bed) is what goes with Greta's bed. I had spent most of the afternoon putting the beds together. Andrea's had different parts put together multiple times. Darn instructions. I guess I should have followed them better, but they were annoying.

Doesn't Greta look happy?
I did not many pictures from Christmas. I was too busy playing with them.
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