On Christmas morning, I slept longer than usual because Aunt Jess was in bed with me and I didn't want to disturb her (unlike all night long, when I had no qualms about bothering her as I tossed and turned in my sleep). So when Dad finally came to get me, I was very anxious to see whether Santa came, and whether he left us presents (and ate the cookies and milk I left out for him). So what happened? Well....
He came, he came! It was so exciting. Henry and I opened our stockings first, and our favorite stocking stuffers were the rubber duckies that Santa got both of us.
As you can see, we couldn't get enough of those duckies! But those were just the first of many Christmas gifts we got that day...