May you be celebrating with family and/or friends today. May you have a joyous time celebrating, while you're at it!!
Today has been an experience, that's for sure.
The girls all were awake by 5:30am. Luckily they heeded their parents' advice and didn't attempt to try to sneak downstairs right away. At least as far as we know, they didn't.
Right after 6am Nora had had enough of playing in the bedroom. She knew Santa had visited and wanted to get downstairs RIGHT NOW to see what loot he'd left her. Her crying and screaming at her sisters is what woke Gordon and I. We convinced her to cuddle with us for just a little while longer in our bed, watching her newest favorite tv show (Team Umizoomi) on our bedroom television.
Nora held out as long as she possibly could, but 6:30am was as far as she was willing to wait. Luckily for Gordon and I, that was the time we'd agreed upon yesterday. We allowed the girls to head downstairs to check out their stockings then.
William was still sleeping. Not for much longer, mind you. It was just a few minutes later that he finally joined us in the livingroom.
(I'm thinking that opening his bedroom door so he could hear the shrieks of delight might have had something to do with him finally waking and coming downstairs when he did.)
The children were all suprised and thrilled to find the gifts that Santa had left for them in their stockings and under the tree. They made short work of checking out their stockings. Right after, they were ready to open their presents.
Both of the big girls had made gifts for the family, both in school and here at home. My favorite would be the clay snowman Grace made in art class. The other gifts were just as creative, and great examples of the 're-use' part of the "reduce, re-use, recycle" campaign. Most of them helped make my cardboard pile not so big!
Gordon and I also exchanged gifts with one another. I was happy to find that one of my gifts was an enamel coated cast iron dutch oven! Gordon was surprised by the digital video camera I'd picked out for him.
All in all, it was a great day here in the Crazy House.
And yet I'm sitting here, feeling like something is wrong. Something isn't right. Something is missing.
What's wrong with me?!? I've got a healthy, happy family. We have spent an easygoing day together, enjoying our new things. And yet I've been mopey off and on today. One moment I'm having a great time playing Othello with Grace or Dianna (a family gift from Santa -- my favorite board game from childhood!), the next I'm laying down watching television and wishing I could just jump in the car and drive somewhere.