Merry Merry Christmas

In typical holiday fashion, Rowan got sick on December 23rd, and I picked it up on Christmas Eve. I was sick as a dog, with a fever shivering in my bed. I am still not feeling well, and I missed out on a lot of the fun Christmas activities this year. Rowan, while not 100%, was feeling well enough to enjoy the last several days filled with food, family and PRESENTS. I drug my sorry self out of bed on Christmas day to take pictures of Rowan opening up his presents. Santa brought and put together a train set for Rowan downstairs. That's right, Santa assembles at the Eaton residence....