Ah, Christmas morning.... is there anything more fun than waking up to presents and surprises?
The children opened their stockings and gifts from Santa first.
Josie got a dollhouse and Henry received a new lacrosse stick.
Georgia got a giraffe:
Lily got a white furby and Avery got a new pancreas.
...wait - what? Oh. Diabetes humor. I get it.
After we opened Santa's gifts, we got down to business and opened the rest of the family presents.
Henry's gift had a letter inside:
It told him to go down to the basement and to get his fingers warmed up.
Henry got a pin-ball game and after he fought off the adults in the house, he got to play a few games on his own.
Then we pulled him away so we could go back upstairs and finish the presents.
There were more treasures to unwrap:
When there are 14 people, present opening can seem very, very long!
At the end of the morning, we were all pretty worn out.
Fast forward 8 hours later, it was time for Christmas dinner.
We opened our crackers and put on our crowns:
We dined on traditional lasagna (which was almost ruined since I forgot to take the plastic wrap off the top before putting the pan in the oven). Whoops! Luckily for all of us hungry people, I realized my mistake early enough to avert total disaster.
Christmas was on Tuesday this year and our family stayed until Thursday. We had such a great time hosting and enjoying every one's company.... but a few minutes after the last people left our house on Thursday morning, I said good-bye to one important part of Christmas: The tree.
Oh My Gosh - that darn tree was TORTURE this year. I don't know if it was because we had a much bigger tree than usual or if we inadvertently got a different type of tree than we have before ... or if the tree farm sprayed our tree with some offensive chemical, but I have NEVER had such allergies to a Christmas tree before. Henry and I were suffering the entire two weeks the tree was up and that was with the allergy medicine, shots (on Henry's part) and an air-purifier going 24 hours a day.
My eyes, sinus' and nose were begging me to drag that tree out of the house and that's exactly what I did.
Normally we would wait until after New Year's to take down the tree, but I couldn't wait another minute.
And once Gordy had removed the tree, I realized that we didn't wait a minute too soon. Check out the mess the tree left in it's wake:
The ornaments are boxed up and living in our attic once again. The decorations have been removed and our house is back to normal. I miss all the hustle and bustle but it's been nice to breathe through my nose again.
How was everyone else's holiday?