Merry Christmas!

Boston's first Christmas was pretty darn fun! We had the brilliant idea of letting him open his presents first thing in the morning before his after-breakfast nap... maybe not the best idea.

But our little trooper forged ahead and at least got a pretty good haul.

After our failed attempt at instilling Christmas-morning jitters we headed to Grandpa and Grandma Jones' house where I foolishly forgot to get any pictures, but Boston got some awesome P.J.'s. We then headed for Big Sky country to visit Great Grandpa Mac. First things first, the two McNallys had to size each other up...

...after which Boston showed Grandpa how he can tell time with his mouth.

Boston got another chance to be excited for presents. Grandma helped him open them and monitored his wrapping-paper intake. Enjoy this "First Christmas Part II" montage.

Boston also got to take a bath in Grandma Kate's cool claw-foot tub.

And finally, we lowered Boston's bed for the first time because... he's starting to pull himself up. They grow up so fast.