Dear Pearl and Cole,
Thank you for the rest stop. I found the cookies and reindeer dust. I hope you like your presents.
Merry Christmas,
Santa
Merry Christmas,
Santa
Santa spoiled them rotten. Perhaps we need to proof-read the kids' letters to Santa next year.
We got dinosaurs, new plates, bowls, and sippy cups, princesses and castles, fishing poles, balls, basketball hoop, a "man grill," books, and a pink 4-wheeler helmet. Which Pearl thought was certainly a mistake when she ripped open the paper and saw a baby wipes box. She kept telling us, this is Cole's present. But once we got the box opened, she knew exactly who it was really for. Cole was super jealous, because he knows exactly what a helmet means too. 
I didn't take as many pictures of the chaos and joy as I did last year. I wanted to just watch. Pearl's faces each time she opened her gifts were priceless. She was so excited! And when Cole wasn't crying or being overly sensitive from being sick, he seemed to enjoy the new toys too. 
Even with all the new plunder, Cole was more than happy to play with Grandma's train. And once we got to my parent's house for more gift opening (ridiculous, I tell you), the candy dish my Grandpa Jewkes made. Perfect for little fingers because they know just how to get the candy out. Karma I suppose for all the candy my Grandma let me have, even though my Mom hated it I'm sure.
I had to put a picture of my brother, Jesse, and Cole together. Cole LOVES, LOVES, LOVES Jesse! He can even say his name. With all the grouchiness that comes with being sick, telling Cole we were going to see Jesse was seriously the one thing that made him smile and stop crying.
One of these Christmases, these treasured ornaments (made by me, my Grandma Jewkes, and Jesse) will be on my tree. Even if I have to sneak a couple every year until my Mom figures out that half are missing! Don't worry siblings, I didn't take any of them. After all, it was Christmas.
Merry Christmas!
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