Santa gave to us...a ton of little dolls.
a batman doll
a princess doll
a doll that spits up (oh no, that's Noah)
a blue beetle doll
a ballerina doll
a doll that pees (oh no, that's Noah)
a batman doll in a black outfit
a doll that sucks a pacifier
a doll that poops (oh no, that's Noah)
a gymnast Barbie
a spiderman doll
a doctor Barbie
two baby Barbies
a baby that cries (oh no, that's Noah)
a Buzz Lightyear
a Barbie who is a dolphin trainer at Sea World
a baby that wakes up every 4 hours to eat (oh no, that's Noah)
a Transformer that turns into a plane
another that turns into a truck,
another that turns into a dump truck,
another that turns into a car,
another that turns into a jet,
another that turns into a monster truck
a Barbie in a bikini (to go with the Barbie pool)
a doll that pees on you (oh wait, that's Noah)
You could see that it was the year of the dolls/figurines at our house.
Here they are frantically ripping into a gift for both of them.
Here's Noah with a stack of gifts almost as tall as he is.
Ben is now obsessed with Batman and hasn't taken off this shirt since he opened it. He thinks the rug is Gotham City and he flies around it.
Emily was so happy with herself. She went shopping at the santa's workshop at school and bought all of us gifts, including herself. She even wrapped the presents herself with 60 feet of tape per present.
The house went from this:
to this in about 45 minutes.
Now I need to find places for everything and get the decorations put away in the next week.
It was a wonderful Christmas and I'm always a little sad to pack everything up.
But there's always next year...