I remember as kid not being able to sleep on Christmas Eve and finally yelling loud enough for my parents to wake up at the wee hours of the morning to open presents. As the years have passed, the tables have turned and my parents usually have to wake us up to open presents. Christmas morning is always exciting, and I truly love giving just as much as receiving. I love the feeling of finding someone the perfect gift and seeing their expression as they open it. We woke up Christmas morning to the smell of frying bacon and homemade biscuits and gravy made by my dad. We had a yummy breakfast that was worth every calorie. After breakfast we opened gifts and played with all of our new stuff until it was time to go to my grandparents house for Christmas dinner. More pictures of that to come...
On several different occasions over the years, my parents have made us follow clues to find our "bigger" gifts. This year Jason was the lucky one that had to endure a scavenger hunt to claim his Christmas present. My parents had him running around the house following clues. He definitely thought it was worth it when he found his prize. See Jason following the clues to eventually find................
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