After being vehmently terrified of the whole Santa concept, the twins changed their minds Christmas morning when they got 800 new presents.
Christmas was busy but wonderful. Family, food, cranky napless twins. Doesn't get much better.
Their favorite gifts were probably their cowboy boots and cowboy hats from Grandpa Johnson. They got dinosaurs, cars, an awesome kitchen, games, etc. etc...
Now, a week after Christmas, the twins are singing "Santa Clause is Coming to Town," a previously banned song due to the Santa phobia, in hopes Santa will come again. Hmmm. How do you explain to a 2-year-old that it ain't gonna happen?
