There is a strange calmness that falls over the house where children live on Christmas night. It is the calm of full bellies, of fulfilled expectations, of full hearts. How long until my little ones aren't so easily filled? It flies before me even now.
This year was our first technology gift. CE got a nano and we spent some time downloading songs and charging the thing. (It was a group gift, refurbished, purple and wonderful on the idea and general reconnaissance of aunt Tiff T.) From here on out gift giving gets more daunting, I know. But we still have some time for the rest of them.
M was tickled pink by everything she received, including the boxes.
Bam wanted a firefighter rubber ducky. He was enchanted by some Lightning McQueen pjs and some pixar animation themed underwear.
Z and CW made endless lists of needed Lego creations (some of which, to the dismay of Ellie Grandma who got one of the lists, not actually available in this country). Their expectations, if not exceeded, were at least appeased by the profusion of small plastic blocks under the tree for them.
Maybe some day things will be calm enough for me to take pictures in the process of unveiling the Christmas. Problem is, when things are calm enough, they will be boring and I won't care. So, I paint myself this word picture.
Snapshots from the crazy lives of the Fears Family: where we are, where we may(or may not) be going and what on earth we were thinking at the time.
2 comments:
I hate how expensive legos are! We keep slowing building H's stash but I guess we also lose some little by little in beds, closets, and toy boxes. :)
Actually Kyle tries to video tape present opening each year but it never really works. It seems like we remember about the time the gifts are done...oh well...maybe next year!
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