I'm pretty sure John was more excited about having June at the house than he was about opening presents. She was the first thing he asked about when he got up. We got up about normal time and John immediately settled in next to June to see what she was doing on her DS.
Take note of the new scratch across John's forehead in the photo above. It wasn't there when we'd put him to bed the previous night. The first time we put him to bed, anyway. All three of us were sleeping in the guest room. We'd brought along JHP's bed mattress and put it on the floor. When Daddy headed to bed, he found John in bed, but John told him, "I hurt myself with your thing!" As Daddy drew closer, he found one of my necklaces on John's neck. Suspicious. Daddy asked John what "thing" he was talking about. John led him to the attached bath where he pointed out Daddy's razor amidst our toiletry bag totally emptied out on the counter. I was summoned to visit the scene where I discovered that John had tried to use Daddy's razor, the wrong way in the wrong place. He had four neat little slices across his forehead. Thankfully that was the worst of the damage, although he did manage to unwrap all the cough drops we had in a baggie and get Vaseline smeared all over lots of stuff, including himself. I had feared that John might go "exploring" if he didn't go to sleep right away. I should've listened to my instinct. After this incident, we opted to check on him multiple times after we left him for naptime or bedtime. Unfortunately, he's got a thick skull and he managed to earn himself a spanking more than once for getting out of bed. Monday night he decided to empty a drawer in the dresser and squeeze a whole mini tube of toothpaste all over one of Mom's white towels. I can honestly say I was happy to be going home the next day just so I didn't have to deal with whatever else he'd get into.

John found his stocking which contained a few small things from Santa. The most notable was the self-inflating whoopee cushion. THAT got lots of mileage.
We opted to get breakfast in the oven and open presents before we ate. We'd made a poor decision to bring all of John's presents with us. Combining those with what the Grandma and PawPaw sent, what Nana and Papa Jim gave him, and what Jimmy, Jane, and June gave him made TOO large of a pile of gifts to open. But John loved them all and couldn't wait to open the next one. And get them out of their packaging. We did manage to wrangle some of them and put them away, but eventually he wanted some "new" to play with and they all came out again.
Dinner was planned later than normal. So the kids needed a snack. Making use of the one chair left in the kitchen, they shared it and no one managed to fall off in the process. My son should not have been standing in the chair. Often, taking photos seems to rank above parenting. Not right, but it happens.
Dinner was delayed alot as Betty and Ed had car trouble and the rescue squad (Jimmy and JNP) went to help. All did not end well, as Betty and Ed didn't get to join us and we ate without the rescue squad who returned much later. In the mean time, the kids entertained our other guests (Charlotte, JohnO, Lisa, Chrissy, & Tommy) with their new guitars, although no matter how hard they tried, JohnO still fell asleep while they were playing.
The rest of the evening was full of visiting and eventually quiet. It was really nice to see all my family, but I appreciated the quiet when they all left. It had been a busy two days.
-EBP-
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