Oh the fat man was good this year! Like I said before, this Christmas was one of the merriest that we have ever had. Nobody was sick (#miracle) and we were mostly prepared (#miracle) and for the most part it played out exactly how we had planned (#miracle).
Before I tell you all about our festivities, I should note that we always plan on doing Christmas morning at our house and also the number of our ‘traditional’ Christmas morning are probably going to come to an end in the next few years so I am milking it for all it’s worth. Not that we don’t love the idea of waking up, taking photos, seeing the gasp on the kids faces when they see the gifts under the tree, or staying in our Christmas jammies most of the day…it’s just that we feel like this is a uniquely special time to serve others. For some, Christmas is all twinkle lights and happy times…and for some, it’s excrutiatingly hard…and for some, it’s just another day to get through. When I was younger, my parents would make chili or sack lunches on Christmas morning (us kids helped put oranges in the brown paper bags and slather peanut butter on bread) and we would all pile up into the ole white conversion van and we would head downtown to hand out food to the homeless. Sometimes we would drive around and find an individual pushing their possessions up the empty Atlanta street…ask if he was hungry and hand them a sack. Other times we would park near the closed soup kitchen and have a line form down the block. We handed out socks, gloves, whatever we had and every single Christmas I cried.
I wish I could remember what I got from my parents on Christmas mornings but to be honest…I don’t. I do remember the eyes of the men who thanked us for the hot chili and the feeling that we never did enough. that we never gave enough. and that we needed to go back home, return all the gifts we were going to receive and do more. And I hope that some year soon, we can serve on Christmas morning with our boys. Will is getting close to that age where it will make sense. I want the boys to know that true meaning of Christmas…sharing love, having a servants heart and giving hope. This year we picked out items from a catalog (very successful activity) and we created a couple shoeboxes for other kids (harder for Will to understand why I let him pick out toys that he loved just to give them away).
Now let’s get to the festivities! 2013 Christmas! Will at age 3 and Weston at age 1….
and yes, it was a complete unplanned miracle to get a family photo on Christmas morning. I thought this would be impossible…but apparently I can also reverse the rotation of the earth…
a little morning wrestle session…
Every Christmas morning we always have waffles…and every Christmas morning Jeremy and I laugh about how awful our Christmas waffles really are. This year at least they were edible 🙂
Weston has learned how to scale the kitchen bench, the baby gate, the stairs and the couch and chairs…it’s the worst thing ever. Oh and he still doesn’t understand when I say NO. Here he is stealing oranges.
Will on the other hand is obsessed with sharp objects and being a big boy. I love this stage. Even with the emotional breakdowns on both of our parts, three might be my favorite age yet. Here he is practicing cutting his imaginary waffle…monster truck remote control within reach.
Weston didn’t get it.
he did however love climbing on top of the presents.
I guess these are LJ’s first presents…I can’t believe I will get to meet him in less than two months. It’s crazy to me.
Will LOVED the fact that he got matching jammies to his brother. He kept on pointing to them both and saying SAME SAME! SAME SAME!
We got each boy clothes and a book and one bigger present. I picked out the scooter for Will and a dump truck for Weston.
Jeremy also got Weston a ramp thingie…I think he felt like he missed out on the gift buying experience so he got this and their BIG present (an inflatable jumpie). I honestly think that Jeremy has an obsession with inflatables….I should clarify that…inflatable SLIDES AND HOUSES.
See how terrible the camera focus is?! Crazy bad. I’m sending it in to Canon this week. Thanks for all your input!
Okay…now this is completely self-indulgent and probably laughable to most…
I cooked my first large piece of meat…and had a photo taken of it. Yes…it is a ham…and yes, it is already cooked when I cut it out of the package…I get that people…but garshdangit, I put it in the oven for three hours, I glazed it and it was delicious. Consider me officially an adult now.
My sister Norn, Boots, Cole and Clay came over to join us and my mom and dad that afternoon for lunch…ahem…HAM that I cooked 🙂 That’s when we did our little gift exchange among the adults.
My mom bought Will a kitchen with 28.53 bazillion pieces. I’m still trying to figure out a way to convince Will that the pieces never actually existed and that it needs pretend pots and pans 🙂
After presents and eating, we all vegged. It was really low-key and relaxing. I didn’t wash the pots and pans. The boys napped. The Christmas cookies slowly got devoured. My mom and Jeremy spent the better part of the day putting together a kitchen. It was really quite peaceful and nice. Like the calm after a tropical storm.
Some folks asked that I make sure to share what we all got.
Here’s what Jeremy and the boys gave me…a happy mug that I picked out at Pier 1, a fitbit (because I mentioned it a couple times), a camera pencil sharpener (he knows that I am obsessed with photography themed items), a wireless Apple tower (is that what it’s called? it backs up photos?) and a new card game (because I am also obssesed with card games…yes, I am turning into my grandmother). I also got some Cutco knives from my parents (total happy surprise!) and a scarf from my sister.
LJ got his fair share of presents too…considering. Will picked out a new hooded towel for him, he got new clothes and of course…Angel Dear lovies. We decided on lions for LJ…which is appropriate because Leonard means brave as a lion. Will knew exactly what these were when he unwrapped them for LJ…and practically danced in excitement for his little brother.
Speaking of Will, he had a very themed Christmas. I’ll let you guess what that theme was. Besides clothes, he got the Look n Find spiderman book (Goodwill find!), new shoes, a spiderman doll (do I call it a doll?), a dollar store bopper (which actually has been the best dollar ever spent), and a lunch box. He just started eating lunch at school and is SO excited that he has a lunch box like the other kids. And of course…the scooter…not pictured.
Weston also got clothes but he got the dump truck, his Little People ramp thing, two board books (that Will has already claimed), and a mini monster truck.
And last but not least Jeremy got a lot of Crossfit stuff. He asked for Crossfit clothing (not pictured) and that weightlifting belt, wrist guards and the waterproof bluetooth speaker. I stuffed his stocking with the manicure kit (it’s sort of an inside joke because he is always stealing the baby nail clippers) and a bottle opener. I would like to mention that I don’t know about anyone else…but I kinda hate that my boyfriend’s birthday is in December…because DANG it is hard to shop for him. And DANG it is even harder to shop twice for him in the same month. I think I might start just celebrating his half birthdays instead. Can I do that?!
Overall…it was just exactly what I wanted. Everyone together. Everyone healthy. Everyone eating a non-burned piece of meat that I heated up. And yes…I am very proud of that fact if you can’t tell.
Now tell me…what gift did you receive that was your favorite? maybe you are a gift-card lover? or perhaps you wanna share how you and your family serve on Christmas? I’d love to hear whatever made you merry this year…
Till next year old St. Nick.