Just a few short hours after putting out cookies for Santa and carrots for the reindeer, Chase woke us up a little after midnight to tell us that Santa had been here. We told him to go to bed, but he kept coming back to our room with one excuse after another (needed to use the bathroom, needed a drink of water, etc.) until about 2:30. At that time, he woke up Cole and got him involved in harrassing us. They watched tv and asked REPEATEDLY if it was morning yet until 6, when we finally gave in and got up.
They got right down to business opening presents and were very pleased with their loot, even though Santa didn't bring them the things they asked for (they asked for anything and everything they saw in a commercial, no matter how useless).
Cole got the most excited when he opened his superhero pajamas with the cape. He immediately took off his dinosaur pajamas and changed into Superman, and then a few minutes later when he opened his Batman pajamas, he changed into those. He wore the Batman pajamas for the rest of the day, and he still changes into them every day after school. When it's just not appropriate to wear superhero pj's, we tell him he has to put on his "Clark Kent's," and he'll grudgingly put on real clothes.
Santa brought Chase a BB gun. He's been "hunting" ever since, and can tell some serious fish stories about his success.
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I'm so glad you finally updated your blog. I was worried you forgot about the wonderful world of blogging!
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