The morning of Noah’s third Christmas.
Noah was psyched that Santa had eaten some of the cookies he left out, and just as he started to say that he would like to give Santa more cookies, he heard bells ringing.
Just like Santa’s glasses, Noah was a little slow to warm up.
But Santa comes bearing gifts, which makes him pretty easy to like.
Christmas Day is also Nana Holt’s Birthday, and this year Mindy got Nana a giant whoopie pie as a birthday cake.
Noah came in from the kitchen with a towel to clean up the mess.
Noah wanted to sit with Nana’s gingerbread girl to open his presents.
Grampa Holt’s tricky wrapping style. Trying to act like he didn’t know how.
Somehow Noah didn’t have to open this present to know what it was.
Moose pillow.
Piggy bank.
Nana and Grampa got new luggage.
Placemats.
Noah helping me open my gifts.
A massive Play-Doh work center.
Tuckered out.
Amazing morning. Thanks to Santa, Nana, Grampa, and Auntie Mindy for all the great gifts.
January 3rd, 2011 at 10:25 am
This has to be one of my favorite blogs, so great. It was an amazing morning. Noah is the most precious lil dude. Great post, thank you. Love you XO AM
January 3rd, 2011 at 6:19 pm
Thank you so much Kreg the pictures are really great