This post is one of those that’s really about good ol’ Tim. Later, when I want to remember what Christmas 2009 was like, I’ll come looking for this post, and these pictures. Feel free to join me in that memory if you like.
How do you stop your daughters from sneaking down to see if Santa came in a house as open ours?
And really, what better day is there to risk taking a picture of a sleeping child? I mean, we wanted her to wakeup, already!