Daddy, Santa drank his beer!!!

Yep, those words rang out at our house on Christmas morning as Brendan went running downstairs, totally bypassing the christmas tree and all the presents under it. He was much more interested in the missing cookies and carrots for the reindeer and the empty beer bottle. So, he came running back up the stairs into our room yelling at us until we told him to check his doorknob since that was where santa left his stocking. so funny.

Christmas was great here. We had almost all the bassetts here for brunch and presents. Grandma and Brendan got to read some stories together, including a favorite of Brendan's 'Clara Caterpillar' by Pamela Duncan Edwards. They also looked up some new birds for Brendan in the backyard. He sure loves his Grandma.