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Merry Christmas!

My oldest attempted to get us out of bed at 3:45 a.m. this morning. I told him to go back to bed because it was simply too early to open presents even if Santa had come during the middle of the night.

A little more than two hours later, we were taking the stockings down while Ken reprogrammed his new coffee pot to brew ahead of schedule. I guess he was thinking maybe the boys would sleep in until 7 or so. Silly man.

I found some delightful surprises in my stocking. Heavenly perfume. An ice cream scooper. A new can opener (much needed!). Some candy. Three small scented candles.

The boys found fishing tackle, games, Wizard 101 gift cards, and some candy.

Ken got a gift certificate to his favorite beer store and other manly odds-n-ends. You know, stuff from places like Gander Mountain.

The big presents this year were Tony Hawk's Ride for the PS3, a grinder and saw for Ken, and my new, sparkly laptop! I love it, love it, love it! Really, there aren't enough exclamation points to express my adoration of this little piece of machinery. I've already loaded it with my favorite, can't-live-without-them programs. You know, like Firefox, Picasa, and Photoshop.

The next thing on the agenda is making hot cocoa for me and the boys and filling the collage photo frame my oldest got for me.

I hope your Christmas morning was as blessed as ours.

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