I was up at 5:40, too excited to sleep, just like a little kid (always) on Christmas morning. Ego joined me at 6:00, and we quietly had coffee. Then, while Brad slept, I made an apple-cranberry crostada for breakfast.
The luscious smells of baking apples and cinnamon brought out my Santa, and we began the task of passing out an obscene number of presents for each other.
Santa was very very good to me! (And I've been NAUGHTY!)
We took breaks in the gift opening for eggnog, and for crostada.
Ego was quite happy with his stocking full of treats, toys and chews.
Buon Natale a tutti!