'Twas the night before Christmas

We went to see Santa. We queued for nearly an hour. The boys were happy wandering through the toys while Steph and I held the place in the queue. We weren't having photos and after this year the Santa phase is done. They figured it out. So we gave Santa nits. I ruffled sebs hair. Only to find nits. So the next few days I spent combing conditioner eggs and nits out.



Tristan was all smiles til he had to turn around and have a picture.


He's loving this guitar, strumming a tune.


And copying anything his brothers are doing. Look. I can wear goggles too

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