Apparently we managed to show some restraint yesterday as we celebrated Christmas all by ourselves for the first time. We only took 103 pictures of our children opening presents. It was really and truly the best Christmas ever. Simon seems to be too young to be greedy, and he really got into the spirit of giving. He was up until 11:00 telling us, “Oliver needs this,” as he unloaded about half of his toys onto his little brother throughout the day. We loved every second of it. Well, the “Oliver needs this” got old after about half an hour, but we were still thrilled with the way things played out. Everything is so new to Simon that he had no expectations and was excited about opening presents, but not so excited that he was impatient. He loved helping everyone open their gifts and had no problem stopping to read a story in the middle of the unwrapping. We took our time, took pictures, and patted ourselves on the back for a job well done.
Originally wanted to do a nice Christmas dinner, but we decided it wasn’t worth it to bake a ham or something for the 2.5 of us who eat, so we made some fantastic pizzas and called it good. Easy. Tasty. No stress. Just the holiday spirit filling our little home. I’m still savoring it.
*Sigh* I love our family. (Falls back into the easy chair, eyes closed, arms spread wide.)