Morning time.

We spent our early morning taking pictures and trying to catch the real Tinkerbell. The sun was coming through the window just enough to cast a pink reflection from my camera lens to the wall and Morgan thought it was magic. I played along, moving my camera enough to make it look like the light was flying around on the wall. It was the funnest time we've had in a long time. Jared and I couldn't stop giggling. Because, you know, it was "real".

Tonight we're bundling up and going Christmas shopping at the mall as a family. Morgan hasn't stepped foot outside for over a week and he's got wintry ants in his pants. And after we tuck the kids into bed, we're wrapping presents! Morgan's so excited he can hardly stand it. Which, of course, makes us excited, too.

How in the world do we make it through without spoiling our children? I will never know.