Blink, blink

You know how you envision Christmas morning with a little one... all sleepy-eye-rubbing and then this moment of contemplation that something must be different... there seems to be a lot more stuff under the tree... and wait, is that a bike? with a bow?! Is this for me?! 

Yeah, we blazed right past all that this morning as Jack literally ran through the family room, past the tree, into the living room and asked for his water. Maybe next year.

Still, what a great Christmas!