By the way, how was your Christmas?
I’m still pretending Christmas isn’t over yet.
It rushed by too quickly.
It’s always hard for me to adjust to “real life” after Christmas. I will miss all of the cheer, the Christmas tunes on the radio, the really nice guy at the grocery store who lets me go ahead of him and then says “Merry Christmas” with a grin, the holiday treats from friends and neighbors, and goodness……even the bell ringers at the stores, who always have a smile and a quick “God Bless” to share with passersby.
Ahhhh, what a pleasant time of year. And ours was very calm and cozy with just the four of us.
What a pleasant weekend.
This little guy woke up Christmas morning, however, angry that Mr. Claus ate all of the cookies we left for him on the plate. I guess he thought they were for him. Poor kid.
He got over it when we entered the land of presents-a-plenty. What joy.
All morning, there was plenty of wrapping paper thrown in all directions from these little tornado fingers…
And I kind of adored the heaps of kids on my lap as I opened presents of my own.
(Mind you, there are 3 kids on my lap with that pregnant belly of mine.)
Nice and cozy.
And there was even some unwrapping assisting from those older, more skilled fingers.
And I just have to say, one of the favorites that morning, were these darling knitted monsters from their auntie (thanks Jodi!!).
Each monster has a matching baby monster that fits snuggly in its belly pouch. Pretty irresistible.
And ooh la la, someone felt all grown up with her fancy new jewelry on.
The best part of the morning? Playing.
And it’s official……..daddy’s are just as excited about the toys as the kids are.
The rest of the day was just the same.
No plans, no fuss, no worries.
That’s why I miss it already.
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And then on the 26th, a few flurries of snow to end the weekend well.
Nothing to play in. Only fun to watch.
I could hardly believe that it was actually snowing.
Here in Georgia.
The day after Christmas.
How was your Christmas?
I hope it was enjoyed, wherever you were, with loved ones or not.