We always leave our stockings out for Santa next to our beds before going to sleep on Christmas Eve. Since we were going to travel on Christmas day this year, John wrote a letter to Santa asking him to bring our presents and stocking stuffers a day early. Santa obliged. So, these things happened first thing December 24.
(Quick apology: I remembered to bring the camera up to our room before going to bed so that I would get a video first thing. Sadly, I forgot to charge the battery. So this first video gets cut off before John finishes describing the contents of his stocking...)
Even though John describes them as "Easter Eggs", Santa wasn't confused about which holiday this was: Silly putty always comes in the little plastic containers that split in the middle (the same as those plastic Easter eggs for candy).
(BTW, the "hard thing" that he mentions when the video cuts out was an apple.)
Realizing my mistake, I plugged in our camera's battery immediately to start recharging. I then had to stall John some so that the battery could get some life in it. So, we talked about the silly putty and what it can do. He enjoyed taking the letters off of pages in books.
After around 15 minutes, we decided it was time to go downstairs and open presents. John told us about downstairs:
John: "There was lots and lots and lots of presents down down there!"
Jeremy: "Did you already look?"
John (matter of factly): "Yup."
It was a bit sad not to be able to see his face when he first saw the presents, but we still had a good time opening presents.
John's favorite present that morning (by far) was a marble track. I had spent several hours the evening before putting it together -- but I'm sure it was nothing compared to my father putting together 5 bicycles on Christmas Eve once. Plus it was worth it to watch him being _so_ excited.
If the lighting had been better (and higher resolution video), you could see his eyes following each marble as it rolled across each part of the track. The incredible thing about it was that he actually laid on the ground staring at it for half an hour at a time multiple times during that day. Here's a shot of one of those times:

We had a pretty quiet afternoon. John played some with his toys. Jeremy and John watched Wall-E. (Jeremy's first time. It wasn't his last -- see our next post on vacation in LA.) That evening, at the Mudrick's house, we made a gingerbread house (log cabin style). If anyone requests, I'll look up a picture of that and add it later (hint: You can add comments to posts below).