Tuesday, December 25, 2007
What a wonderful couple days it has been! My parents had a party on Christmas Eve with old friends and family. The boys were pretty well behaved, playing mostly with Mallory and they had even gotten to open a few gifts. It was really a great night, it is always so nice to catch up with people we don't get to see as often as we'd like.
This morning we met Jessica, Brent and Reagan for breakfast at a nearby buffet. Since none of the kids really get Christmas this year, they had no idea about the rush to open the gifts and we had a nice and leisurely breakfast. After that, we took the boys to my parents' house to open gifts over there with Leigha.
All three of the boys really enjoyed opening their gifts. They played with each gift as it was unwrapped and then we would gently nudge them towards other packages that were waiting to be opened. They got cool little remote control cars, lots of great books and all sorts of boy things (tractors, balls, CAT trucks). After opening most of the gifts and eating lunch, it was nap time and time to go home.
While the boys peacefully slept, Don and I started making our ham and yams. Both recipes we got from the food network and were delicious! There was tons of food left over, I am sure it will last us at least until the week's end. After dinner the boys opened a couple gifts they had left unopened at my mom's house and played with them for a bit. Eventually the day caught up with them and they started getting tired and a bit cranky. We drove home the long way, passing by a few beautifully decorated houses all lit up with Christmas lights.
Ironically, we still have the boys unopened gifts under our tree downstairs. The boys think nothing of them, and haven't even reached over to open any of them yet. Jaxon loves the Muppet version of the 12 Days of Christmas, and I hope I never forget to way he laughs at it all or tries to imitate the little "me, meme, meme" on the ninth day. Or the way Wyatt would thoroughly take every piece of paper off the presents before he would enjoy what was inside. Or Lucas hoarding the gifts of his choice, while handing his brothers the things he didn't love as much.
It was just as great as I hoped it would be and it was truly the Christmas I dreamed of all those years we were wishing for a family of our own. A Very Merry Christmas, indeed.