Christmas morning arrived early here. Oliver was up a lot of the night, and The Husband spent the evening into the early morning hours putting together the activity table his dad built and the train we got for the kids. This is the first Christmas that Jack really understood what was going on, and the delight in his eyes was precious when their daddy walked them into the room. He went straight for the flashlights (he loves those things), but once he realized the train was for him (and her), he was all about the train. He spent all morning playing with it. We do the 4 gifts "rule" for each kiddo. We weren't quite prepared for Olli, haha, so he only got something to read and a pair of gloves to grow into. Something they want. Something they need. Something they wear. Something they read. The train is obviously not a true "need," but I figure there's not much a 3-year-old and a 2-year-old need. So this year, they "