The carcasses of Christmas Present(s)
When I was a kid, my dad used to follow us around with a black leaf bag and we had to put our wrapping paper right in after opening a gift. It made me CRRRRAZZZYYY (and hello, OCD much?) so I LOVE that Erik doesn't mind that I leave the mess for a few hours after we are done opening. Nothing says fun like a huge mess in the living room!
Sweetly playing together, with the toy kitchen from Auntie and Uncle Mike.
BTW, those are new clothes behind them, not a pile of laundry I use to decorate. |
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