I usually make just about all of Christmas. This is the first year we’ve been fairly commercial about it. And honestly, though it was nice to sort of “catch up to the Joneses,” it made Christmas a little… artificial. Don’t get me wrong, we got lots of cool stuff. And I do enjoy the stuff. But I will do better at being sane enough next Christmas to make a bit more.
We almost thought we’d have to spend Christmas in a hotel room this year because Ranger had to go on a business trip, but last minute, he was able to get off. It meant I had almost everything wrapped, but there were a few last minute items to wrap. Poor Ranger kept falling asleep while trying to wrap what little I had left, so it’s a good thing we were mostly covered.
Christmas morning came, nice and early (just kidding. My kid always sleeps until 9, if I let her. Quite refreshing, actually).
Socks are never actually “hung” at our house. My family always over-loaded them, so the couch always seems to work better.
Mommy’s pretty excited about the new brush. I’m hoping it means she’ll stop stealing mine.
We went and saw Ranger’s family last night, in order to see Ranger’s brother, who was heading back out of town. Ranger’s Dad(‘s girlfriend…) gave her an 18″ doll. It came with an extra outfit, including an orange polka-dotty sock. She got the bright idea that Bella needed a sock out for Christmas, too. As I already said, I had most of the gifts already wrapped, so Santa and I had to do a little negotiating to find something to stick in the sock. It’s full of soccer accessories. Totally works, in my opinion. Nothing like keeping the magic alive.
Is it super lame that I’m actually excited about the spatulas in my sock? Grownup life. Gotta love it.
Every year (starting last year… WooOoo, long tradition, I know), we get some kind of glow sticks. last year, on a whim, I got one for Ranger, and one for my Little Miss in the shape of sword and princess-wand, respectively. They played with those silly things all morning, having “sword fights.” I absolutely melted over the bonding time. So this year, I decided it was a tradition. But we got flying disks, instead. It didn’t work out as well, though, because I lost a piece somewhere in the couch. Somewhere.
Ranger’s sock is backwards. Shows how tired I was. Normally I’m pretty OCD about that sort of thing.
My family of origin didn’t wrap anything in socks. Ranger’s family wrapped everything. So we compromised. I couldn’t handle wrapping toothbrushes, though; that’s just not something fun to unwrap. Ranger’s family never got hygiene products in their sock. That’s pretty much all ours ever was. It’s kind of fun blending different traditions and making them your own. It does make for much more wrapping, though.
Ranger likes his **extremely heavy (broke a fingernail way past the quick trying to lift it. I’m just glad it wasn’t a finger. Seriously. This box weighed a TON)** Christmas present.
Don’t I look cute and oh-so-awake on Christmas morning? I know you’re all so jealous.
Anyway, how was everyone else’s Christmas? Hope it went well. The rest of our day was spent hopping from one family gathering to another. That’s also something that will probably change next year. Live and learn.