For Christmas we did the usual, went down to H's parent's house and opened gifts on Christmas Eve. Ruby was surprisingly so NOT into the whole thing. She was being a major pain during dinner and then while we were opening gifts she was throwing things and just being a little brat. I seriously wanted to be like, That's it. No more presents! A quick swat on the butt and a time-out, while everyone else continued to open gifts, and she was okay….Sort of. Thankfully we were near the end of opening gifts, we cleaned up, and scooted her off to bed.
Oh, and Ruby turned 3 on the 17th...