Part 2 - proof that I am not as heartless as I seem

... at least when it comes to candy on Christmas day.

See this? It's not even 8am

and I'm letting Liza have as much chocolate as she wants from her stocking (and mine, and her father's, and some of grandma and grandpa's, too).

And she's opening presents, and we haven't had breakfast (or even coffee) yet.

Thanks for making the "beautiful Clara nightdress," Grandma!