Christmas Eve Eve

We had the pleasure of having Brad's parents spend both Tuesday and Wednesday night with us... his mother to spend time with us, his father to watch the BYU and Utah games on our tv. They were nice enough to bring pizza for dinner and snacks for the game, including his mom's homemade fudge and pound cake.

I decided not to freak out and clean like a crazy person. I didn't have time for that. Not the week of Christmas. So I decided to spend the time like I normally would and wrap presents while they hung out here. By the time 10pm rolled around, Brad and I were exhausted. He actually fell asleep on the floor the first night. Actually, all of us passed out, including Brad's mom, while Granddad stayed up and watched the games.

Anyway, I think they enjoyed getting to see Noah.

Oh, and yes. That is a comfortor on our window. Brad put that up awhile back, mainly to keep out the sunlight during the day, because it just gets so bright right there (even with the nice wooden blinds we have). Everyone's got a little redneck in them, I guess.

"Those aren't for you."
"What do you mean they're not for me?"