We woke up at around 8 o'clock before our babies and waited for them to wake. I put the Christmas breakfast caserole in the oven and looked happily at my sleeping babies. Lincoln came into our room and had no idea it was Christmas. He even passed the tree. When we told him it was Christmas morning and asked if Santa came, he started to smile and stretch his legs and arms to get out of bed to open presents. Lincoln couldn't wait. He opened one and then moved on to the next one. While James opened one present and nothing else. Unless we forced him of course. Henry watched his brothers and slept.
After we opened our presents, Jimmy came and brought them some more gifts to open. Lincoln was so excited to get a BYU football uniform and helmet, as well as James. Then Pam came over and brought the boys presents and played their toys with the boys. After the wonderful morning at home, we went to my parents for some more fun. It always seems to amaze me of how loved my children are with gifts. 
James that Christmas was great. He didn't quite get that opening presents means new things. But he definately enjoyed the toys, new or old.
Lincoln loves his new baseball hat that Santa brought him in his stocking.
James that Christmas was great. He didn't quite get that opening presents means new things. But he definately enjoyed the toys, new or old.
Lincoln loves his new baseball hat that Santa brought him in his stocking. 
James loves gloves. He got a lot of new toys and all he wanted to play with is a baseball glove.....
...and a helmet!
You would think that the toy in the background was for Christmas but no it was bought just because. My boys are so lucky to have such great grandparents. 
My mom keeps on suggesting that Dale and I take that toy home. But we know better. We have enough mess of balls in our house. 
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