Merry Christmas to all of my blog friends!
Here's our little blue spruce all.... er... spruced up for the occassion.
And I think the rest of the festivities of the day are declared a success. A low-key holiday around here so far, and everyone is in a holiday state of contentment.
After anxiously awaiting the morning, Chaco is now anxiously awaiting the night to try out the new night vision scope (note: I want to try it too).
Wolfgang has now proudly proclaimed that he has the best cell phone in the family (note: this is true, but really, it wouldn't take much to acquire that position).
Meego has retired to a corner of the Man Cave to spend quality time with the Legos (note: I want to play with the bus).
Even the cat is festively sparring with some Christmas trash. The dog is, however, clueless as always.
Magnum has been spying things with his new binoculars. I think we could spot stranded hikers on Pikes Peak if necessary. These things are huge, though. It's like "Mr. Magoo Goes Stargazing" or something. I mean, look!
Okay, this post is seriously starting to have a pornographic feel to it now...