We got quite a few sweet shots of Bearsy on her first Christmas morning. Here she is in her Christmas jammies:
And, yes, that is a tartan tutu that my mom got to go with her jams. And, no, she didn't sleep with the headband on.
My Dad always reads the Christmas story before we open presents. Claire really got into the spirit of the morning:
This is my favorite shot. She looks so happy about baby Jesus!
And here she is, checking out the Christmas goodies with Nana.
She had lots of fun with the excitement of the morning. Again, she wasn't too interested in unwrapping or boxes, but she did fixate on a few items. My mom had gotten her a small zippered pouch that matches the diaper bag, and she spent a long time just turning the pouch over and over in her hands. Then, she found the mirror attached to the inside of the pouch. That girl loves mirrors. She is quite fond of the baby in the mirror...you know, the baby that follows her everywhere. She also got a Red Sox jingle bell ornament that she played with for a long while, too.
Claire was a champ, not getting fussy until the very end of our present-opening time (a fussy that was easily satisfied by some yogurt). She seemed just to enjoy watching everyone doing things. Told you...she just loves to be around people. Bless her.
All in all, she decided that Christmas is something she could get used to.
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