Uncle Jon reading to the boys (above). Grandpa Stu roughhousing (causing his hearing aids to come out).

The minute everyone left the house Friday morning, the boys quietly got their blankets from their beds, gathered a book or two, fluffed a pillow, and claimed a chair or couch in front of the Christmas tree. It was so much fun to have everyone here, and probably exhausting and overwhelming for them, too. They sat quietly like this for about 30-45 minutes Friday morning until Auntie Alexis arrived with new books and Hess trucks!