Christmas Comes Early

This weekend was Christmas in Texarkana with Nana and Papa Gene.

Cayla posing with the presents

Tate poking Santa's eye out. He pestered Santa quite a bit, but he talked to him too.

Nana and Cayla

Tate opening his first gift

Tate opening his FAVORITE gift. His very own rod and reel.

His own "man chair" was probably his second favorite gift. That's just what I need in my life - another male with a "man chair". :)

Pretending to sleep in the Man Chair

Needing to release some energy outside. Time to play in the woods!!!

Looking fairly sweet together, but Tate was probably just contemplating his next plan of attack. The boy didn't sit still often.

Practicing with his rod and reel and more than ready to go fish.

Cayla posing with the bait. (box of worms)

TIME TO GO FISH!

Tate's first catch - all of reeling practice in the house really paid off!

The Little Man's First Fish - the boy LOVED fishing! He's definitely Chris' son.

Dad told him to kiss his first fish. He thought that was kind of fun... and he insisted on kissing the next two fish he caught too. :)

Cayla and her fish - she's pretty good and didn't require any help casting or reeling.

Ending the night with fireworks. It was really cold but Tate loved them. Cayla "liked them", but didn't really like being so cold.

We couldn't leave Nana and Papa Gene's without Tate getting caught up in yet another awkward position. This time stuck in the cat's box.

It quickly turned not so funny (for him).

Cayla wearing the box from my new stainless steel trashcan, which she refers to as her robot costume. She and Tate decorated it together.