Santa did indeed stop by the Lashley house.  I wasn't even around to witness it as our oldest had concocted a plan for her and me to sleep in my bedroom so she could hear the reindeer when they landed.  She left the reindeer food on the front lawn and she couldn't possibly sleep in her bedroom because her window faces the backyard and what if she missed it and she would just totally freak out if she didn't get the chance to see them and on and on and on and on and on until I finally closed my eyes and said, "Make it stop."  That actually didn't work but a Bendryl did (for me, not her).

 Felicity was the highlight of Christmas......for me.  I finally got an American Girl Doll after all these years.

 Bode was thoroughly confused and unimpressed with his bike.

 Andy's grandfather wanted a picture of him and his first great-grandchild for the new book he is writing.

 And Bode didn't want to be left out.  "You're not getting in the book in that apron, kid."

 I simply can't get enough of little girls and their dolls in matching pajamas.

 I am sure this is the first of many matching outfits for the girls.  If my dolls and I had matching smocked dresses there is no telling what Yaya will come up with for Mia.

 Thanks for the pj's, Ahmo.  Now can I get a pair?  (kidding, kind of)

 Bode was feeling a little left out this Christmas.  He actually asked me if he could get an American Girl Doll next year for Christmas.  I said maybe when he's six.