For some reason all the pictures are posting from last to first.
Kalia at Ironwood Beach, Christmas afternoon.
Ironwood with Daddy & Uncle Greg, watching my cousins surf.
Christmas Beach Shot
Riding on Uncle Greg's scooter!
Pulling my babies in my new wagon, Santa left for me!
My new wagon 
Gifts from Santa! 
Opening stocking gifts.
Christmas Eve - opening gift from Papa, a treasure chest with pirate ship!
Making a picture for Santa to go with cookies on Christmas Eve.(excuse the foot shot)
We had a great Christmas. Erik had to work on Christmas Eve, but was home by dinner time. Kalia and I had a nice day finishing up some wrapping and we made cookies for Santa that Kalia decorated with sprinkles. I had an OB appointment in the morning and had to take Kalia with me. She was great at the appt. she told the nurses and the doctor that we were going to make cookies for Santa and last week we made cookies for the neighbors. I don't know that she fully understood the whole Santa thing, but tried to explain more that day. In the afternoon Kalia made a picture for Santa to leave with the cookies. She really wanted Santa to come to her house, but didn't really get that he would do that when she was sleeping, she wanted to pet the reindeer.
Erik came home for dinner and then we let her open 1 present. She opened a gift from Papa, a little red car with removable surfboard on the roof and a treasure chest with a pirate ship. Kalia is obsessed with Word World and one of the episodes has a pirate ship and treasure chest and she sings the song all the time. As soon as she saw the treasure chest she said, "a treasure chest!!!" She is now keeping the change she finds in it. Erik has been sick and slept on the couch a couple of nights, to not get me sick. So she has been finding a lot of change in the morning - he always has change falling out of his pockets!
Before Kalia went to bed we set out the cookies and milk and Erik took her outside to leave cheerios and water for the reindeer. Christmas Eve was fun for Erik and I, we set up all her Santa stuff, ate cookies, watched "elf" and waiting for her to fall asleep, so we could set up her wagon....she stayed up really late! Have to admit we put on one part of the wagon backwards and had to do it again.
Christmas morning Kalia was up early and she came right out and instead of looking at her presents/new wagon/stocking. She went straight to the plate of cookies to see if Santa had eaten them. Christmas morning Erik was outside and saw our neighbor taking his dog out and after the dog pooped, Erik asked him to leave it there...so we would have reindeer poop next to the eaten cheerios and water. Kalia was really excited to see it in the morning and mentioned "reindeer poop" quite a bit throughout the day.
I really thought that opening presents would be more exciting for Kalia, that she would be tearing through the wrapping paper. But she really maybe was a little overwhelmed. She would open one thing and then we would have to set it up/play with it/read it, go get something she already had that was similiar. At one point she opened up some headbands from her stocking and then she tried each one on, then put one on me, then we had to hold hands and dance, then put them in a pile, then put them in a drawer I once kept her old ones in, where she found an old jar of play-doh and wanted to play with that instead of opening any other presents. It took all morning to get through her stocking and Santa gifts. I have a weird child!!!!
I really thought that opening presents would be more exciting for Kalia, that she would be tearing through the wrapping paper. But she really maybe was a little overwhelmed. She would open one thing and then we would have to set it up/play with it/read it, go get something she already had that was similiar. At one point she opened up some headbands from her stocking and then she tried each one on, then put one on me, then we had to hold hands and dance, then put them in a pile, then put them in a drawer I once kept her old ones in, where she found an old jar of play-doh and wanted to play with that instead of opening any other presents. It took all morning to get through her stocking and Santa gifts. I have a weird child!!!!
Uncle Greg was right, in the end it took until Saturday to open all her gifts. It was actually the threat of me opening them for her that got her to open them, but I did end up opening one and she didn't care. Although each time she would say, "what could it be?" I think Alana thought we were exaggerating the opening gifts thing, until she came over on Christmas afternoon and there we all were trying to get her to open a gift. Then she would get distracted by something else. Don't get me wrong, she has been playing with her new things and reading her new books, but it was really hard to get her to open those packages! Erik had picked out this keyboard for her, which she loves, but her favorite part is the microphone. She loves reciting her books, making up words and singing loudly into it. I'm sure our neighbors are thrilled!
Christmas early afternoon Alana and Tanner came over then everyone left to check the waves. Kalia and I met everyone at Ironwood Beach and Kalia had such a good time. I think she may have enjoyed rolling in the sand and running around more than opening gifts! We took her on a little hike and then she just played in the sand and cruised around.
Everyone came back to the house and we ate and the boys played horseshoes outside. While Kalia tried to get people to pull her around in the wagon. It was a great night.
Christmas early afternoon Alana and Tanner came over then everyone left to check the waves. Kalia and I met everyone at Ironwood Beach and Kalia had such a good time. I think she may have enjoyed rolling in the sand and running around more than opening gifts! We took her on a little hike and then she just played in the sand and cruised around.
Everyone came back to the house and we ate and the boys played horseshoes outside. While Kalia tried to get people to pull her around in the wagon. It was a great night.
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