I can’t believe today is the first chance I have had to post since the holidays. While Christmas has come and gone, the toys will linger in our home for months, probably years, to come.
My parents and my brother, Jeff, came to our house this year for the holidays, which was fantastic. On Christmas Eve, Paul’s mom and sister joined us all for a Christmas feast, singing our guts out to every Christmas song we knew, and the traditional opening of one present. We all went to bed that night giddy with anticipation for what the morning would bring (for D). Right before bed that night, Paul and I offered a special, silent prayer for one small Christmas miracle (D sleeping through the night). Ha ha! Maybe next year!
On Christmas morning, my parents wouldn’t even let any of us eat breakfast – it was straight in to the tree (which, by the way, was completely dead…we were waiting for it to burst in to flames at any given moment) so we could watch D open his presents. I’m sure you’ve all heard (and maybe even said) over and over that little tots like to play with the boxes and paper more than the toys. Wrong! D blew this theory out of the water. He couldn’t care less about the boxes and paper, he wanted to play with all the new toys; and let me tell you, there were a lot to play with! My theory was that this was a good year to spoil him since he is too little to remember being spoiled. He was playing with his new toys so feverishly all morning that he was actually running a fever by naptime – now that’s dedication!
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KING DAVIS...I like Davis' throne! Did you fan him with fern leaves and offer him little grapes to snack on?
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