Party time

Not many at our house see nine o'clock in real clothes. And some of us are usually still sleeping at nine o'clock in the morning. That makes attending the annual ward Christmas breakfast a bit of a challenge. But we were excited for the chance to actually get out of the house and eat good food and visit with friends.

Breakfast featured some lovely bedhead by the boys. No-no (not pictured but also sporting some bedhead) spent his time at the party fast asleep snuggling with his good friend Judi.

D did not want to sit on Santa's lap. It's a weird tradition, isn't it? He just wanted to get as far away from Santa as possible, even though I was awkwardly sitting on Santa's lap right along with him. After about 15 seconds he promptly moved to my lap and buried his head in my sleeve until our turn was over.

Lt got to sit with Mrs. Claus. So did Paul. They both seemed okay with the arrangement. I think Lt was a little apprehensive only because D was a lot apprehensive. On Santa's way out he stopped and gave Lt a hug. Now if you ask Lt if he saw Santa he says, "Hugs. Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas!".