JoyDad got Chicago-Bears gear (it was available at massive discount this year!)
Rose got a Barbie and an Only Hearts doll (the one named Lily Rose).
JoyMama got a hot bath and a nap (Christmas BLISS.)
And Joy got squishy-face.
She pulls your hand toward her face, asking wordlessly for pressure across her forehead or cheekbones. Then when the squishy-face has been given, a great big grin erupts. And she signs "more" or pulls your hand again.
Not that she didn't like the presents. This year, she tolerated quite nicely being asked to tear the wrapping paper, again and again.
She's enjoying the jack-in-the-box, and the light-up ring-stacker, both of which she's been playing with functionally on and off through the day. Even more so, though, she has enjoyed a particularly long & shiny ribbon... and a piece of bubble wrap... and the lid to a package of greeting cards. And squishy-face.
We are all joyful here today, in our own ways.
May joy be yours as well. Merry Christmas!