So Christmas was way different this year. Mr. Dunbar worked early on Christmas Eve, we didn’t celebrate with the immediate Dunbar’s as they were ALL out of town, we saw my parents here at the house, and then we headed out to the Happiest Place on Earth. Strange, in a good way.
My parents came over on Christmas Eve to give the boys their gift. I warned them ahead of time it would be different than years past. (With the MOUNTAIN of presents.) Chunk was napping while this was happening.
Monkey is like, “What’s this?” It was a package of underwear.
After this we went to our annual Christmas at Auntie’s. Remember, its at Auntie Marian’s house, who now strutting her stuff at 101 years of age.
Bye bye, Santa.
The big surprise for our boys was that we headed over to Disneyland on Christmas Eve, so that when they woke up on Christmas we’d be at the park.