Our Christmas Day did not start *quite* how we had hoped. Laura appeared at our bedside at 6:20 am not to tell us that Santa had come, but to tell us that her throat hurt badly. One word from her and I could hear it. She had Strep Throat. It was bad enough that I made her take adult ibuprofen. It is the first time she has ever swallowed pills, but she did it. We waited 20 minutes or so and she felt well enough to open presents. Since John had woken up when I was helping Laura, we headed downstairs. Once Andy turned on the fireplace…

…we got down to business opening presents. John was very, very excited to see his new camping chair.

He was even more excited to realize it was a Cub Scout camping chair. He couldn’t wait to open the other presents just so he could sit in it!

Laura was a champ! Despite visiting the bathroom a few times because her stomach was *very* upset, she hung in there. She was so excited to see the American Girl Corgi Puppy…

And the American Girl Cozy Christmas Scene. She was even more surprised because Santa brought it even though she didn’t ask for it.

This was the beginning of the destruction. It only took us nine years, but we finally figured out that you should get a garbage bag at the ready. It keeps the mess in check…

Andy must think I am drink obsessed or something, because he gave me these.

Okay, I admit it. I might be a *little* drink obsessed. If I made one drink every day, it will take roughly *six years* to get through all these. I guess I better get at it…
The big presents this year from us were new gaming systems. We finally upgraded to the Xbox 360 and Wii U. We had lots of fun while the kids were opening anything related to those by continually asking, “What? Wait, how can you use that?!? That doesn’t work with our Xbox/Wii. We bought the wrong thing!”

Smiles. All around.

Unfortunately, these were the last smiles of the day for our girl. She spent the day in bed watching television and, at one point, declared the day, “The Worst Christmas Ever!” I felt so badly for her. The rest of us made the best of the day. We enjoyed a great Christmas dinner, relaxed, and watched John play with his new toys. Despite Laura being sick, it was still a good day. Merry Christmas!