Christmas
Christmas morning was delightful. I couldn’t sleep after waking up at 3am. I was too excited because I knew that Saint Nick had already made his way into our house and delivered great goodies for us.
Kyle woke up first. After falling asleep in his bed, he woke up in the middle of the night and made his way, routinely, to the couch. Dad told him that it was Christmas, so Kyle went to wake up Ty. That was really sweet. And Ty stepped out of his room, smiling that Santa Claus had brought him toys. They immediately started playing. Santa Claus had left the toys under the tree, ready to be played with, unwrapped, set up, and all that goodness.
We each got a whole bunch of stuff. I still haven’t learned what one can put into a stocking, so Dad got a stocking full of one The Home Depot card and a toothbrush. But his presents rocked: Ka-Bar, chess set, solar powered lights, and a multimeter. I got a Palm Pilot along with a very “Me” style carrying case. I got a new phone, too, but it wasn’t supposed to be a Christmas present… still, in the whole season of giving, I consider it to be one. Ty and Kyle both got Licoln Logs, an airplane, a pirate ship, Tinker Toys, vintage Hot Wheels cars in new carrying cases, and a small table with three chairs, just big enough to fit the three little people of this home. Taylor got some shoes and… well, that’s it. What does a baby get on her first Christmas – especially when she has all the toys in the world that she inherited from her older sibs?
Grandma came over in the morning and delivered toys for the boys, make-up and The Wizard of Oz for me, clothes and a phone for Taylor, and she had already sent her present to Dad earlier in the week, so he got to sit around and watch us open our presents.
Christmas morning was full of joy and happiness. Very peaceful. We went outside to play “airplane,” this time, with a real airplane, well, TOY airplane. I saw the one of the neighbor’s boys got some new clothes, and he was sportin’ it. I played with learned to use my Palm Pilot, and now I look and function like that Husband o’ Mine – in the organizational sense, of course.
We ate junk food for breakfast, lunch, snack, and I think dinner, too. Maybe we cooked real food. Not sure. But around late afternoon, we started getting on each other’s nerves again, particularly because NOBODY took a nap. In all, it was a relaxing, excellent day.
Once the newness of their toys fades, we’re going to start homeschooling at that table. Very smooth for coloring and racing cars.
