Yesterday we invited my husband’s cousin and her husband over for dinner. The kids love having people over so it was fun. They brought a gingerbread house to build and decorate which was a great idea. I think we will have to do that in the future. It will be a fun tradition. Unfortunately, they left all the candy as well, darn them!
Late last night I walked downstairs to get the Christmas presents but Bri was sitting next to her dad on the couch watching TV. I growled, “Go to bed!” She immediately did. I guess she properly interpreted the growl as an “I’m really tired and if I don’t put out the presents now; I’m going to bed and they’ll get the presents tomorrow after I wake up” kind of growl.
This morning at 7:00am I heard little Lizzy feet run down the hallway to the living room. Jake came in a couple of times to get us up but I said we weren’t getting up until everyone was up. I eventually got up but Will was back in bed muttering “So exciting” over and over before switching to “Toy Story 1 and Toy Story 2.” We got him up but he wasn’t interested in any presents – because after all, why would he be? We got him to open a couple but then he walked downstairs to watch TV, or maybe, just to get away from us.
I almost messed up Lizzy’s presents but fortunately didn’t. She wanted the Indiana Jones number 2 set but I bought her number 4. But she decided 4 was better. My response was, “huh? Oh, there is more than one set.” I think the kids were happy with what they got but I know I have a Harry Potter DVD somewhere. So, I have no idea what else I have hidden from myself. I inevitably find things I’ve bought for Christmas months later.
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