"Merry Christmas, my love." Tyler kissed Libby on the forehead.
"I pray for your safe that it is not super early."
"It's seven thirty."
"And what time did we go to bed?"
"Go to bed or go to sleep? There is a difference. You made Santa a very happy man last night."
"Well, Santa always gave me good presents, so I figured it was time that I gave him one."
"I thank you for that. What time do we need to be at your parents' house?"
"About ten."
"Then there are a few ways that we can do this."
"I'm listening." Libby rolled over and propped herself up on her elbow.
"Option one, we can get up, open our gifts, have some coffee, shower and get ready. Option two, we grab a bath together, drink some coffee, open one gift, save the rest for later and then get ready to leave."
"Is there a thi
