My favorite holiday memories are always of late night wrapping on Christmas Eve. I fondly remember staying up late with my younger brother, fighting over tape and bows. Last year we only did a few gifts; the boys weren’t sleeping and we were broke new parents. This year, my husband and I embark on the first of many, many years of creating Christmas miracles for our little boys. Here’s the Mr. working his Christmas magic.
A throwback to our first Christmas with the boys:
I can’t believe they were so teeny tiny! How has it been a year? Can’t wait to see their faces tomorrow morning when they see what Santa brought this year (Hint: it’s better than pajamas and Butt Paste, which was last year’s haul.)