... then we added some pretty heart charms and a sparkly ribbon ...
... and we were done ...
Michael woke up at 4 am on Christmas morning and asked Daddy in a very loud "whisper" if it was time to get up yet. Daddy told him it was still very early and that we should wait a little while.
So, Michael settled back to sleep until 7 am before we finally got up and headed to the tree to see what Santa had brought.
We were joined on Christmas day by my Dad (and his dog, Girl) and Jeff's Dad. During our Christmas meal, we used the Giving Tree we received from the Norfolk family as a centerpiece. And their brother, Patrick, was never far from my thoughts this Christmas season.
I'm sorry to say that Michael has been sick on and off since last evening. He hates taking his Zofran (for nausea) and has to be cajoled, bribed and browbeaten in order to take it. He always feels better after he does but he doesn't like the taste. I took it to our local pharmacy tonight and they flavored it watermelon (at Michael's request) so I am hoping that will make it easier for him to take.