Christmas Eve

After dinner and a quick reading of the story of Christmas,

the pandamonium began! Presents being opened at a breakneck

pace, leaving trails of ribbons, tape and torn paper all over the room.

Each Christmas eve, Grandma Schenk gives pajama pants to the

grandkids, and each year, we make them put the pj's on and

trot them out in front of the tree for the traditional

"cousins in matching pajamas" pictures.

The boys tend to get a little sillier every year.

Hunter assured Grandma that his pj's fit just

fine, this is how they are being worn these days.

Bringing the new family members into the tradition.


Girls and their Grandma.

The guys just chillin.