Well, even though I'd been getting ready for Christmas since September, it 
still manages to sneak up on you. All the months of hype, buying, preparing, decorating, and then it's done. We did have a very nice Christmas this year though. I 
of course had to work, so didn't get to see the excitement on my kids faces when they first saw that tree Christmas morning, all full of presents. When I got home though, there was a definite level of excitement, because in my house, we have to wait for Mommy to come home to open presents, and for a two and four year old, staring at presents for 4hrs, and not being able to open them, takes a lot of self control.
still manages to sneak up on you. All the months of hype, buying, preparing, decorating, and then it's done. We did have a very nice Christmas this year though. I 
of course had to work, so didn't get to see the excitement on my kids faces when they first saw that tree Christmas morning, all full of presents. When I got home though, there was a definite level of excitement, because in my house, we have to wait for Mommy to come home to open presents, and for a two and four year old, staring at presents for 4hrs, and not being able to open them, takes a lot of self control.
Christmas Eve we spent the evening with my family. My sister Nikki got engaged, so that was exciting news! We went to church (our once a 
year), exchanged gifts, and got Chinese food for dinner. Too bad I have to work this weekend, my sister is only in town for a couple days, and I hardly got to spend any time with her. We spent Christmas dinner at my Mimi's house. After dinner and presents, the kids got a surprise from a very special guest....yup, Santa made a surprise trip back to Mimi's house to visit the kids. Ryder, who had wanted absolutely nothing to do with Santa previously, was jumping with excitement. He gave Santa a big hug, and even let him hold him. The funniest part though, was when Santa gave Ryder a present with Santa wrapping paper, Ryder proceeded to point at 
the wrapping paper, them point at Santa excitedly saying "YOU, YOU!" The problem was that Ryder was forced to skip his nap, and boy did that come back to bite us in the end. After we got 
home, we opened a few presents, watched A Christmas Story for the last time, and then when we wanted to get Ryder's jammies on, the meltdown began. WOW, is all I can say. That little boy fought me and Jay so hard, I don't think I could have gotten his jammies on alone, nope, I would have probably lost the battle. Then he freaked out on the floor for several minutes before I attempted to put him in bed. He freaked out, threw a huge fit, yah, great was to end Christmas day. Hopefully he'll wake up this morning all refreshed...(please). I spent hours last night opening packages, cutting clips and twisties off presents, and now I am faced with a pile of new toys, that don't fit into my organizational scheme.
the wrapping paper, them point at Santa excitedly saying "YOU, YOU!" The problem was that Ryder was forced to skip his nap, and boy did that come back to bite us in the end. After we got 
home, we opened a few presents, watched A Christmas Story for the last time, and then when we wanted to get Ryder's jammies on, the meltdown began. WOW, is all I can say. That little boy fought me and Jay so hard, I don't think I could have gotten his jammies on alone, nope, I would have probably lost the battle. Then he freaked out on the floor for several minutes before I attempted to put him in bed. He freaked out, threw a huge fit, yah, great was to end Christmas day. Hopefully he'll wake up this morning all refreshed...(please). I spent hours last night opening packages, cutting clips and twisties off presents, and now I am faced with a pile of new toys, that don't fit into my organizational scheme.
Tonight is the last day of our "three days of Christmas". We are going to my Dad's for dinner and gifts. Then it is all done...till next year. Christmas is such a wonderful time of year (despite the cold). While we make fond new joyus memories, it's makes you reflect on past Christmas memories, and though they are happy ones, it makes me think of how Dad would have loved to be a part of our celebration this year, I mean gee, he even looked like Santa, and had the holly jolly personality to go with it. Well, before I get all emotional...
MERRY CHRISTMAS.
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