Last but not least, Christmas at Grandma Cathy and Grandpa Joe's house.
Max and Dex had a little craziness with Dexter's walker.
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Pretty sure Dexter is just wondering 
who that crazy blonde boy is. | 
 
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| Such innocent faces. We know better. | 
 
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| Uhm - Max. You're almost three. Not your toy, man. | 
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| Aunt Jamie with the boys.  | 
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Paul dressed for the occassion:  
Christmas, NYE, and my birthday. Big night. | 
 
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| Fave outfit. My nephew is SO cute. | 
 And now for the presents. Here we go, boys!!
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| Max really wanted to "help" Dexter open presents. | 
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| Grandma's "Christmas Story" bunny slippers. | 
 
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Ben's very special gift from me: 
Mr. Hanky, the Christmas Poo, 
homemade ornament. | 
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| Stealing Dex time while wearing my candy PJ pants. | 
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| He's really just a pro this year. | 
 
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| Grandpa and Dexter. Cuteness. | 
 
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| Grandpa with a mug of his boys. | 
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| Santa Dexter! | 
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| Mickey Mouse Hot Wheels. Heaven. | 
 
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| It's a Philadelphia Eagles Christmas for Jamie, Dexter, and Ben. | 
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| We got a family hippopotamus for Christmas.  | 
And now, a commercial break for my 36th birthday. Gotta give it to them: my parents try so hard to separate my birthday from Christmas and New Years. Plus, Joe was trying to be nice: 18x2 instead of 36. Ha.
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| Cake and flowers. | 
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| Hugs from my boy. Best present ever. | 
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| Probably wishing we sell our house. | 
 The next day, we just spent time goofing around.
 
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| Grandpa and Max working on guitar. Max was taking it very seriously. | 
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Reading the expressions:  
Max: Mommy, I don't know that I  
like sharing Grandma with Dexter. But I'll try. 
Grandma: Oh, Max. I have lots of love. Don't you worry.  | 
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| Peace made: Grandma and her boys. | 
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| Ben and his hippo, Jorge. | 
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| And back to no good for the new year. Ha! | 
All in all, we are lucky to share so many Christmases with so many people. Lucky us. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for the last hoorah. Now - on to the new year. And on to someone's third birthday. Aggghhh!!
 
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