So much work goes in to one day – there are many times where I feel like it’s not worth it. Christmas morning is not one of them.
This year we were again able to sleep in (a huge advantage to having small kids who tend to sleep for 12 hours), and in fact, had to wake Ella up when I started getting ancy. She was a little more subdued than I thought she’d be, but loved everything. Sophie wasn’t so much interested in the presents as first as she was the candy – that will teach us to leave the stockings till the end – but did lots of hugging of toys and nodding her head fervently when asked if she liked something. Tom spoiled me rotten, and I think he was happily surprised with his gifts.
It was a great day filled with mounds of wrapping paper, candy for breakfast, lounging in pajamas, and of course – zombies. Oh yes, this was a zombie-filled holiday for us – something I never thought I’d say. Ella made Santa a Zombie Dorothy cookie (“because he will think it’s cool, Mommy – I know he knows how I talk about zombies every day”), she got two zombie dolls (one – a Zombie Dorothy by Auntie Kari that is possibly the coolest thing ever) and a zombie calender.
So from our un-dead house to yours – Merry Christmas!