I am grateful to be able to say that Christmas morning has always been a magical time in my life. My parents sought to make this an amazing day for us growing up, and I in turn have tried to do the same for my kids. It really is a hard balance between the real spirit of Christmas and the excitement of gifts. We talked a lot about how giving gifts can show people we love them, etc. I'm sure the lesson was lost on my kids for the most part, but maybe a little bit of it sunk in between the sheer excitement of seeing what Santa brought and opening all these presents. My parents and Holly joined us for Christmas this year too which made the present count under the tree that much more impressive.
From Santa: (Boden)-tool bench to play in the garage while dad works on the car and little moover truck. (Rowan)-crane truck and a garbage truck (this is what he switched his list to at the last minute). He no longer wanted a cement mixer from Santa but thought it would still be "pretty awesome" if he got one for Christmas, so Santa and my parents traded gifts for the second time, which worked out perfectly.
They also got a few bath toys and a roll of paper for coloring where Santa left a "Merry Christmas" for them.
We all slept in our room on Christmas Eve, so Grant came out first and then I followed behind...
Rowan fell over with silliness and excitement when he saw all the gifts that Santa had brought...
Boden on the other hand didn't waste a second...candycane in mouth and riding around on his truck!
LOVES his new crane with things to lift that Santa made and cars all of the way from Okinawa thanks to some special elves who helped us get them here.
I love when Christmas is on a Sunday, because Christmas already usually feels like a Sunday to me. It's a somewhat effortless way to incorporate Christ into Christmas morning. It was a perfect meeting where we just sang a bunch of Christmas songs with readings from Luke 2 between each song. I loved it!
After church, we came home to a delicious breakfast of cinnamon rolls and eggnog (the kids' first time trying it. They loved it at first, then it got to be too much. That's sort of how I feel about it too). They got to try out their sweet new Panda cups from Holly though!
They played a little more while the rolls cooked and then we changed into comfy clothes for some present opening.
The thing that might have touched my heart the most that day, I didn't even witness, but so glad that Holly did. She saw Rowan coloring on the note from Santa and he was dictating what he "wrote". "Dear Santa, I love all my presents, thank you SO much." I was touched that he had gratitude in his heart amidst all the excitement of the day!
And I realized we're going to need a bigger house ;) All the toys are getting bigger and "better". I hate toys in some ways, but I really do love watching my kids play with them. And they are really imaginative and have a lot of fun...so if I can keep some order, I guess I'll let them stay :)
Kids took a nap while we prepared an amazing roast for dinner. My parents took over the planning and most of the preparing of this meal, so that was super nice!
It was a fun fun day, and I am so thankful for the knowledge I have of my Savior, and that we can celebrate his birth!