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| Colin loved crawling under the tree and chewing on the ornaments |
Christmas morning, we were ready for early risers. We set the coffee to automatically turn on at 6:30 and the boys were up just like we predicted. Ben made tea pastries and we played with the boys while we sipped our coffee and waited for the princess to wake up. By 8 am we thought something must be wrong and all went in to check on her. We stood there and stared at her for a couple of minutes...Ben finally picked her up and asked if she remembered it was Christmas. "Oh Yeah!" With groggy eyes, she went and got her stocking and we all opened them on our bed.
The kids were not as over-the-top excited as I thought they would be, but their calmness was refreshing.
Poor Colin missed breakfast, his morning nap and only got 1 present from
Aunt Beth (other than his Christmas pj's)...he didn't seem to mind a
bit and was perfectly content to climb through the boxes and chew on the
paper. Oh, the life of a third baby.
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After presents and tea pastries, we played and played and played.
It was a big day for this little man.
Not only was it his first Christmas, but he also cut his first tooth and officially started army crawling!
In the evening, we got dressed up and had a fancy Christmas dinner.
Perfecto pork, garlic mashed potatoes, green beans, zwiebach and a nice red wine.
Candles lit and some pumpkin pie, made for the perfect Christmas evening.
We had a wonderful Christmas and I can say I enjoyed every moment.
1 comment:
Oh my goodness, I completely understood your “rant” against Santa. Rick and I had the same problem with Jordan and Ben. They knew there was no Santa (and they went to the elementary school our church had founded so it wasn’t propagated there) but my goodness, strangers could be awfully rude.
I remember one older lady at the mall who asked Jordan (he was probably 4 or 5) what Santa was bringing him for Christmas. He very politely said that Santa wasn’t real and the dirty look she shot me was full of venom. She actually staggered back a step.
I don’t understand why we think our children will believe us about God and Christ if we lie to them about things like Santa or the Easter Bunny or even the Tooth Fairy. If we lie about those, how can they believe us about the Gospel?
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