This was the first year that Rose was really into Christmas. Of course, it was only because of Santa, but oh well. We did talk about the true meaning of Christmas and read several books about Jesus, but Santa brings gifts, so he won. She did pretend to be Mary several times though, and she made Oliver be baby Jesus. That was adorable. It was so much fun to see her get excited about it. I’ve always loved Christmas and now that she is old enough to understand it, I love it even more. As I mentioned in the last post, December was insanely busy and we barely had any down time, but it was still wonderful to experience the magic through her little 3 year old eyes. When we took her to see Santa, she was nervous (no surprise there), but she and Oliver both sat in his lap without any tears at all. They were both completely still and silent, but they didn’t cry! A few days later we had her write (or tell us what to write) a letter to Santa letting him know what she wanted. Her list included bubble gum, m&ms, ballerina toys, a sleigh, and a reindeer to fly the sleigh. She talked about Christmas morning every day for weeks before, saying she was going to run out of her bedroom to give Santa a kiss when she woke up (that didn’t happen). And one day when we were driving around looking at Christmas lights, she said “Mommy, I don’t need Santa to bring toys. I have some already.” It was a proud moment, for sure. Of course Santa came and brought way more toys than she needed. When she walked into the living room she moved her messy hair out of her face and said “What?!?!”. Hahaha! It was so sweet. For several nights after Christmas, she said she could hear Santa on the roof. One night he was “opening his presents” (he got a reindeer sweater), and another night he was “going potty on the roof” (just pee pee, don’t worry). Now she is already talking about Christmas next year and making her list. Uh Oh! Oliver was pretty much oblivious and didn’t care at all about any of the Christmas stuff (except for the lights on the tree…he LOVED trying to take them off). I opened all of his presents for him and tried my hardest to get a reaction from him, but he’d just walk away and climb on a table or something. Oh well. His time will come.
Below are some pictures of all the other celebrating we did. There was a lot of it! On the Sunday before Christmas, we went to my dad’s parent’s for lunch and gifts with that side of the family. On the Tuesday before, we went to my dad’s for a more intimate celebration with him and my step-mom. On Christmas Eve, we went to my mom’s house and had dinner and opened gifts with her. Then on Christmas day, after we’d finished opening the gifts from Santa at our house, we headed out to my aunt’s house for a big family lunch and gift-exchange game. My cousins were here from Memphis and their kids are about the same age as Rose and Oliver, so it was really fun to watch them play. Rose’s cousin, Lincoln, tried to teach her how to play baseball. She didn’t get it. Then she did ballet for him and he got bored so she called him a “stinker”. On Christmas night we got home with hopes of cleaning our house and getting all the gifts put away, but we walked into a house with no power due to a fallen tree in our backyard. We had about an hour of daylight left, so we packed as quickly as we could and drove 4 hours north to visit Ryan’s parents and the kids were exhausted enough that they slept the entire way. We’d planned on going the next day, but it worked out nicely. I mean, the power outage wasn’t nice, but driving while the kids slept was perfect. By the end of the week, this is how we all felt. ^^ Poor little guy just couldn’t keep his little eyes open. This was after two long naps, too! It was a whirlwind, but it was so great.