Another milestone down – sniff – Nugget’s first Christmas! I think that both of the kids had a good one. Christmas is my favorite holiday, and it just seems to get better and better, with so many fun things to do and experience through the kids’ eyes.
On Christmas Eve, their school was closed, so I took the day off and Steve worked from home, and we took the kids out for some fun (maybe) morning Christmas activities. We started with a Polar Express story hour at a local children’s bookstore that I’d never visited before – and oh, my, GOODNESS, was it a gorgeous store. I picked up a few more things on Santa’s behalf (post about the kids’ book haul coming next week) and then we enjoyed the story. After the story hour, we headed to the mall to meet Santa. Steve and I were both a bit skeptical that it would go well, but Peanut had been talking about meeting Santa for weeks, and she promised – promised – that she would sit on his lap and not raise a ruckus. Of course she got performance anxiety as we waited in line and we ended up with the world’s worst Santa photo. Peanut is crying (see the tiny tear?), Nugget looks like he’s about to punch someone, and Santa is the unhappiest of all. (I couldn’t really blame Peanut – this Santa seemed really unfriendly. But seriously, what a waste of time and $25.00. We’re never doing this again – I don’t care how much Peanut begs next year. She’s all talk and I am not falling for that again.)
After the Santa drama, we all needed a bit of a break. We headed home for lunch, and Peanut took a nap. (Nugget did not, of course.) Later that evening, we hosted Auntie Em and Aunt Grace and their respective boyfriends for drinks and snacks. I made gluhwein and we all enjoyed the combination of alcohol and sugar. Can’t beat it.
We were up at zero dark hundred on Christmas morning and Peanut went tearing downstairs and into the family room, where she spent a good five minutes jumping up and down and shrieking “PRESENTS! PRESENTS! I’M JUMPING! LOOK AT ME JUMPING!” Nugget was impressed with his sister…
…But even more impressed with his new fire truck.
(He really likes hard plastic and wooden toys – trucks, cars, blocks – and has very little use for anything soft or snuggly. So he got exactly what he likes from Santa: a fleet of trucks, cars and planes, a giant bag of Mega Bloks, and some new things to chew on.)
After the gifts were opened, we got dressed up and ready to head to Grandma and Grandpa’s house for dinner. But first, I gave myself a present: a picture of the kids together on Christmas Day. All together now: awwwww.
And then this little tableau took place:
Poor Nugget. The kid can’t call a toy his own. (His face just slays me.)
But things were looking up once we got to the grandparents’ house. After a delicious turkey dinner and a gift exchange we were all revived. Especially Nugget. Nothing cures a heart broken by the loss of a Mega Blok like some new wrapping paper to eat.
On Boxing Day, we headed out for a family hike at Tifft Nature Preserve – the final hike of our twelve months’ project (recaps of November and December, and then the whole project, coming in January). It was a crisp, cloudy day and we had the park almost to ourselves. Then we headed home to wait for Nana and Grandad to arrive… and with them came…
A new gown for Princess Peanut. Oh, brother.
Merry Christmas one more time, my friends! I hope your days were filled with warmth, joy, family and friends, and that no one stole your Mega Bloks.