Oh yes, Santa did come to our house.
Ally's stocking apparently weighed too much to hold up, so she had to get down on the floor for a better look.
Santa did bring the much requested sucker, although Ally only took a couple of bites before abandoning it permanently.
Based on her haul, Ally must have been very, very good this year.
The tree was beautiful.
The living room looked like a toy store had exploded in it.
But Ally didn't get all the gifts. Steve got coffee mugs and a stuffed possum friend.
There were chocolate-covered marshmallow Santas to be eaten on Dad's lap.
Even Oscar got into the spirit of things....or at least into the spirit of eating the wrapping paper.