I had a wonderful Christmas. I hope that you did as well. I remember when I was younger how I could never get to sleep on Christmas Eve. I also remember waking up at 5:30 in the morning, surely never entering any kind of REM sleep. My head would pop of my pillow and I would run down stairs with out touching half of the steps and look under the tree to see the amount of presents that were there. I never dared to touch them cause, well, my mom would have cut off my fingers. I could never open them until 9:00... It was always a terribly long wait.

This year I wasn't up at 5:30, although I did stay up late, but not out of anticipation. I wanted to get my sleep and new anything that I got would be there when ever I got to it. I was awakened by my brother at 8:15. Apparently, we aren't fallowing the 9:00AM rule anymore. I got down stairs and had a great Christmas with my friends and family.. I'll spare you all the wordy details and let the pictures do the talking...