The holidays are all about F-A-M-I-L-Y, especially when you have little kids. This was the first Christmas that I can say Jagger actually understood what was going on. Last year he was just rolling with the punches, but this year he was all about Santa, presents and the train under Grandpa's Christmas tree. Layla on the other hand didn't know what was going on expect for the fact that I kept putting that damn Santa's hat on her head.
We spent a week up in Northern California with my parents. My brother and sister-in-law flew in from Washington, D.C. as well so my mom's house was FULL.
Jagger was so overwhelmed with his gifts...he couldn't play with everything fast enough. It didn't help that he thought every one of Layla's gifts belonged to him too.