It's Christmas Eve in Washington

Have you heard that song? It's Christmas Eve in Washington? AGONIZING! (If you're in the mood for self-torture, listen to this local radio station, which plays the holiday monstrosity every 20 songs or so).

Apparently the formula for getting your self-composed Christmas songs on the radio is to mention the name of the city in which you reside. Hmmm...not a bad idea. How about Christmas Eve in Arlington? Sounds like a hit to me!

So these pictures weren't taken on Christmas Eve. And they don't have anything to do with the song; it's just annoying and I thought you should know.

Without further adieu, here are photos from our gift exchange weekend with John, Holly, Trevan (and Tyler).
Trevan's new favorite companions (beside "Kiss" and "Ecky") - Cars.
And how could we resist gifting him with his very own set of "Memo" figurines?We also gave him a really cute bow tie. By his expression, you can tell he was super excited. Maybe not as excited as John, though. (see below)Chris will be crafting some Luscious Lemon Desserts thanks to a new cookbook and electric juicer. And judging from the reaction on his face and subsequent 10 minutes spent thumbing through the pages, this was the perfect gift for our little baking lawyer!Tyler enjoyed some light reading during the gifting festivities. Notice the caterpillar inching across his upper lip. Apparently he's bringing 'stashes back (sorry Angelica).
Who thinks of these ads anyway?!Holly clearly couldn't contain her excitement removing the ornaments from her present! This pose is classic John: LuvSac, check. Glasses, check. Plaid shirt (without metallic thread since these are his post-wedding years), check. Smile-y eyes, check. Me, sporting a wierd pose with our basket 'o monkeys gift. Not only did it include candy, pjs, games and movies, there were also some unmentionables tucked inside. For more info, ask Chris.And, because Chris is really 12 at heart, the wisemen in our manger scene bore gifts of Andes Mints in addition to their usual offerings.