We gathered in the living room in pajama pants and opened presents across the late part of the morning. I’m sure it is a tradition that once took place earlier in the day, but we’re all a bit older now, so it is now a sorta-brunch affair.

Some of my presents:

I’ll wear them next year with my pajama pants.

This book is hilarious and I held up the present-opening system at least twice reading aloud from it:

The Yankee gave me this great gift. She knows me so well!

My mother-in-law has a pretty good read on me, too. This book looks promising:

But this is the one that really seals the deal, educational Pez with the early presidents:

Now I need the full set. Do they make dispensers of all the presidents? I’m going to need some more of those for next Christmas.

Another great book:

We had the traditional prime rib dinner, with the shrimp cocktail appetizer and homemade cocktail sauce. That’s a tradition we don’t have in my family and that’s a shame. We enjoyed a delicious meal and wrapped up a lovely day over plates that told the full “A Visit From St. Nicholas” story. This was the one I had: