4:45 a.m.

4:30 a.m. : Cat climbs on me, puts his nose to my nose to see if I am up and ready to play. 

4:45 a.m. Fieldy comes in. "Where's Santa?". "Where's Santa?" 

Jeff: "He is somewhere in Hawaii?" 

Then Greta heads down the hall. 

"Santa's been here, I see packages." 

Let the morning begin! 

 We all looked this tired. 

All presents and stockings were open by 6 a.m. 

Then a hour of trying to get packaging off everything. 

Breakfast. 

Trying to figure out tech stuff. 

Merry Christmas! 

Nap time.