The Christmas tree would still have to be there with the lights and all. We took photos of the different nooks of our house, and I'm pretty proud of how nicely decorated our house really is. The lights are magnificent, the decorations festive. The kids have certainly contributed to the house decorating. They did their own stockings.

My toddler was very adorable the day he opened his gift from Santa. He was wide-eyed and obviously gleeful with the surprise gift. This is what makes the story of Santa so irresistible to us adults even. We simply want to believe in the magic of being rewarded, loved, thought of.

I took photos of our present exchange. It's always nice to go over the photos once in a while. And I can make decorations out of these next Christmas. Pictures hung on the tree creates a homey atmosphere.

Now that the presents are out, the kids play until they tire with them. I hope they don't tire of their toys, but that is rather improbable.

My Christmas dinner was a lot like last year's, I just realized. Tradition has a way of molding our actions, even our preferences. I guess we "go home" to what we're used to.

I have a lot of photos to reminisce with now that the holiday season is drawing to a close. Thank God for technology.