Everyone came over to our house on Christmas morning. It was chaotic and lovely. Theo kept on yelling "I'm freaking out!" while opening his presents. After breakfast, Jack and I took Eric out to the Mayflower Pub for the first time. The place was packed with Brits (apparently that's what you do on Christmas morning?). Later we went for a hike up at Old St. Hillary's in Tiburon. We completely forgot to plan a Christmas dinner and ended up going out for some awesome Indian food in Mill Valley. I was really worried that this Christmas would be tough for us without my dad around, but it ended up being alright. My dad didn't really like giving or receiving presents, but he did like cooking Christmas dinner. He would have laughed at us about the Indian food.