Sorry that I’ve been kind of scarce, but it has been a busy weekend. You see, Santa came to our house Sunday.
Since we are going to be in Western New York for the holidays, we asked Santa in our letter if he could come to our house early, since we would not be here Christmas morning. After some discussion, he agreed to come Saturday night/Sunday morning.
Ms. Kaz and I decided it would be a good time to exchange our family gifts, as well. In addition to saving us from having to haul them back from Western New York (which is also part of the reason we wanted Santa to come here instead of there), it also saved us from having to haul them there.
See, we learned our lesson about last Christmas and how much her grandparents
spoil give to her.
I have to say, this Christmas was way more fun than last. My daughter helped us roll the cookies in sugar before baking (Snickerdoodles; my favorite, and I think my daughter’s new favorite). She helped us put out cookies and milk for Santa, and carrots for his reindeer (she seems to be in love with Donner, though it may be because it is the only non-Rudolph name she remembers easily).
In the morning (thank god she is still young enough that she slept in on “Christmas” day), she came downstairs with us, pointed at her dolly bed, and said, “what’s that?” After some explaining, we went to go check on the milk, cookies and carrots (all that remained was crumbs), and began opening gifts. After a little bit, she really started to get into it and get excited. She wanted to play with everything right after she opened it, and before opening anything else.
Prior to being a parent, I didn’t realize how much fun it was to watch them get all excited about Christmas. One good thing is that Santa definitely made some great decisions on toys. She seems to really enjoy all of them.
She really loves the dolly bed. And, while we don’t want her to grow up based on stereotypes of little boys v. little girls, it is extremely cute to watch her tuck her dolly into bed and say goodnight to it, then move it over to the sled (present from grandparents – a really nice one, too) and tuck the dolly in there and pull it around the house.
It has been a while since I’ve felt this much joy at “Christmas”.
[Kaz: Thanks for indulging me on some of the day-to-day postings around the holidays. I promise to get back to something useful for everyone soon!]