Our Christmas starts out on Christmas eve. We made cookies for Santa. The boys got into their new Christmas jammies (they had gingerbread men on them) and then opened their Christmas eve gift. I get them an ornament every year that shows some big part of the year. Then we decorated the cookies. Or decimated the cookies. SweetE put the entire contents of sugar confetti on one small cookie (that is the one with the circles on it). SweetP had frosting, then sprinkles, then icing, then more sprinkles and then more icing and sprinkles. It is a good thing that Santa has a strong stomach (or he knows how to use the insinkerator). There was no actual cookie visible. And the boys put out magic reindeer food on the lawn and carrots for the reindeer.
Fast forward to Christmas morning. Ducky's alarm went off at 4:30 in the morning, five different times. And not on purpose. Then my sweetP came in at 5:30. I had given them very specific instructions that we don't go downstairs until it is light. It was not light. I sent him back to bed. At 6:10 he was back. We cuddle until almost 7. I know he is excited, but I am so tired. But off we go to see if Santa came. And he did. Of course. And brought the boys exactly what they asked for.
And then we had a leisurely morning opening gifts after breakfast. SweetP got to play Santa and pass out the gifts this year since he can read now. Just as the boys were getting ready to get dressed to go out and fly the new remote control helicopter. It started to snow. We had a white Christmas. For about two hours. Which was still really cool. I haven't seen a white Christmas in years. So they went to the school to ride their scooters under the covered play area. And I made dinner.
And they played. And played. And played with their new toys.
And today we had to go to the pet store to outfit the new fish tank. That's right, new critters are joining the clan. And the boys want a shark. And Velcro doesn't mind, since fish don't have fur. We got gravel, plants, a treasure chest and skull. And we set it up in their room and they are so excited to get fish. And then they played and played some more.
And now we are back to the mundane part of life. We got sweetE a new booster seat. His had expired. It was 7 years old. And the new one has a cup holder. Now he can put his own drink away! And laundry and life. But I still have 11 more days off and I am so thankful.
3 comments:
what a precious, glowing, wonderful, sweet time. this is what memories are made of. christmases are never be so perfect as when there are small children.
what a happy day. enjoy your 11 more days of freedom! i am already back at work. i do get new year's day off, though. that's it.
That sounds about as perfect as perfect gets. Even down to the snow. We've made our share of cookies like that, and even though they aren't terribly edible, they do make a great story.
I hope your next eleven days are just as good.
What a perfectly perfect Christmas with the family. I'm glad you have so much time off work to relax and be with the kids!
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