Christmukkah

We usually go to Kansas City for Christmas, but since Palmer was too young to travel Grammy and Pops came to Austin. Our celebration was a bit of a hybrid between Christmas and Hanukkah (Christmukkah, if you will). You got to open gifts every day of their visit so you could have lots of time to play with your new toys with your grandparents.

You didn't really understand the season this year, which is partially our fault. We've been so preoccupied with the transition to two children that we didn't spend much time talking to you about Christmas. You really liked having a tree in the livingroom and driving around to see the lights on our neighbors' houses. Every morning you would come downstairs and make your daddy count to three and turn the Christmas tree lights on. It was very cute. We did very little decorating at our house this year, but we plan to make up for it next year.

Opening gifts with daddy. You got so much enjoyment out of ripping the paper that we let you open all our gifts, too. Here's one of Palmer's gifts that you helped him with.

Daddy got a Yankees "at" (Georgia speak for "hat") from Grammy. She bought it on her trip to New York City.

Palmer got a bath towel that looks like a dog. It's the only bath towel we have that isn't pink, so he really likes it. You and your daddy had a good time acting like "dog dogs."

Although Palmer will never play football (and never get a concussion, break his neck, pull a hammie and all the other common football injuries that would break his mommy's heart), he'll have fun dressing up in his Longhorn football uniform that daddy bought him.

Mommy and Palmer videotaped Christmas.

Discussing trannies with Pops.

Showing Grammy our 2007 family photo album.

The Cabbage Patch doll from the McTriplets was hands down your favorite gift. After opening Savannah you had no interest in opening other gifts. You love brushing her hair. Since this picture you convinced your daddy to undo her braids so you could comb her hair more. Her hair now resembles a wavy rats nest. This is also the last time she had clothes on. (Notice the legwear> you're wearing the pants from your brother's Longhorn football uniform. You threw a massive fit when I tried to put pretty tights on you that morning, but you wore those itchy synthetic football uniform pants until nap time.)

Georgia's glorious mess. (Daddy wanted me to point out the General Lee he bought for Palmer. He says every little boy should have one.)