The Christmas post, only 3 weeks late

The day of Christmas was pretty difficult -- Peter was sick (even though his strep test was negative, he had some sort of virus that caused a fever and ridiculous tantrums) and I had a hard time thinking about anything else.  We still managed to have some fun though!  It started with the bad decision to wake Charlotte and Peter up before they were ready so we could get the present-opening show on the road.  Poor Quinn and Maisie had already been up for hours and we didn't really realize just how sick Peter was yet.  Peter only made it through opening stockings and the gifts from Santa before I had to take him downstairs to chill out away from the chaos for a while.

Charlotte's stocking was almost as tall as her!

Quinn was super enthusiastic about everything.

Petey needed a lot of cuddling that day.  He loved the plane Santa put in his stocking though.

Corey couldn't back up enough to fit in all of the presents under the tree.  It was a little ridiculous!

We Skyped with Great Uncle Dave, Great Aunt Lisa, and Ellie after a little breakfast.

After a rough morning, Peter took a long nap and woke up in time to get dressed up for a fancy Christmas dinner with Granny Great and Grandpa Great.  We took this shot of GrandDad with his Mini Me, but Petey wasn't in a smiling mood.

Quinn hadn't seen his Uncle Corey in over a year, but they were good buddies right from the start of this visit.

The Sanderson ladies looked gorgeous.

Somehow, I didn't get any good photos of the great grandparents, but you can see both of them in the background of this picture.  I think I took some shots with Steph & Don's virtually identical camera (we had them both sitting on the counter and I just kept grabbing the first one I saw) so she may have some good ones.  Quinn got a really cute little playset for his cars, and all the kids were obsessed with it.

Sanderson cuteness!  (And there's Granny Great again in the background!)

Maisie (who calls herself "Ya Ya"), carried around NanaB's heels for quite a while that evening (carrying on the longstanding tradition of toddler shoe obsession).  She was quite proud of her own snazzy little red shoes, too.

Christmas ended with a whole bunch of frazzled grownups and some overstimulated kids -- just how it should be!