As so not to bore you with the mundane details of our Christmas Eve day, I will just make you look at 20 pictures. It will be less painful I promise. There will be a small amount of commentary because I just can't help myself...
D could not have been more excited about making jello. All day all he talked about was making jello. Oh, and eating jello. The green kind only. So here he is in all of his four-year-old glory, making jello. And there is the Lieutenant, wishing he were making jello too. And probably throwing a fit afterward because he wasn't making jello.
Don't feel bad for him because he didn't get to make jello. He had plenty of fun feeding Uncle Jeff jello.
D and Uncle Jeff getting the instruments warmed up for some major caroling scheduled to take place after dinner.
Uncle Jon doing what Uncle Jon always does when he comes over
Nana doing what she always does when she comes over - all of my piled up "projects" even though she is in the middle of 90,000 other projects
Paul looking like he is doing something important (I think he was playing with that toy until the camera got pointed at him.)
The boys reading Spot's First Christmas with Papa while the bigger boys cleaned up dinner
Finally - caroling time! (And the only picture with me in it because I was dressed like that all day.) D LOVED IT (the caroling, not my outfit).
Lieutenant being babied by his favorite person, Nana. Are you kidding me? What a baby!
No respect for the Christmas Eve present
D, on the other hand, is excited. Okay, he's excited about everything.
Aw! Aren't they cute in their matching jams?
This is one of my favorite pictures. I may have to frame it. D is trying to creep on the presents and Lieutenant is holding on to a sketchy part of D's jams trying to rip apart the Christmas tree. 
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Frame it! And then send it to the Saturday Evening Post. That pic is not only Barker Wall of Fame worthy, it is Norman Rockwell worthy!
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