Desmond did great as well until Santa pointed Mom out to him. Then he lost it and started crying. 
We harvested another Christmas tree from my parent's Christmas tree farm. Thanks again Mom and Dad. We put all the ornaments up higher on the tree so Desmond wouldn't pull them off, but he really wasn't very interested in the tree all that much. 
Desmond knew exactly which stocking was his.
Several blocks away from our house is a street called Peacock Lane. Every year since the 1940's every house on the block has decorated their house and/or yard for Christmas. We walked through the lane this year and Hobbes really thought the lights were pretty.
My Dad created this manger scene for Christmas. He planned on having it outside, but set it up in the basement instead since he hadn't created an enclosure that would keep it safe from the elements outside yet. 
I loved the recycled theme of the animals. Here are the sheep: 
Ox and pigs:
Donkey (he looks like he could be mechanical):
I think Desmond enjoyed his first Christmas. He loved the bows and paper. 
He really loved the rocking horses that Grandpa and Grandma Nash got for all the grandkids. 
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