Griffin woke up at midnight just as Christmas begun. He was unusually awake and ready to play. He was laughing at everything, so I threw on his little elf hat and started snapping away. Poor babies who have no control over what their parents do to them. 

I posted so many because I think I have a good forty pictures of him cheesing it up for 20 minutes. 

Then he stopped smiling and started getting really serious about a piece of lint on the carpet. He loves lint way more than Christmas toys.

Poor Fin doesn't get the concept of Christmas just yet.

Here he is with Grandma Z looking at his Great Aunt's ornaments! He liked the tree and its decorations quite a bit too.

Here Griffin is posing in the wrapping paper from all the gifts we wrapped and then opened in his name.