Christmas Morning

I say it every year, but Christmas morning with little kids is the best. The girls woke up at a pretty reasonable time and ran into our room bursting with excitement. Oliver wasn't entirely sure what he was in for but he went along with his sisters. We made them pause for a photo on the stairs which just about killed them. The next few hours were spent unwrapping and unpackaging and assembling. The girls each received the number one item on their wish list, a furby, and were thrilled. Oliver spent all morning playing with his new train table. Simon spent all morning putting random things in his mouth. He loved the chaos. We had a delicious breakfast and spent the rest of the day playing with new toys, watching movies, and playing games. We were able to do a video chat with everyone in my family which was a highlight for me (well, everyone but Erin who was on a crazy adventure in Hong Kong).

The calm before the chaos.

Excited about her new Thea Stilton book.

Aunt Stephanie put together these fantastic Harry Potter packages for the kids. She made these awesome personalized acceptance letters for Hogwarts and set them each up with a wand and robe. The kids loved it.

Proof that I was there! I had fun helping Amelia build her new lego set.

Ben with his most recent power tool acquisition. Chainsaws scare the crap out of me so I'm not sure why I got one for him. But our yard has hundreds of trees so it seemed like a good idea.

Amelia and Elsa spent all of December creating various cards and paper gifts for everyone. They loved hiding in the closet under the stairs to do their secret work and wrapping. Amelia created a "mischief kit for toddlers" for Oliver. It contained paper versions of mischief that he might get into. (Like spilled ketchup, spilled glue, spilled garbage, spilled tooth paste, a broken vase, and some poop. Some of these might have been inspired by real events.)

She also made this card for the family which I loved:

Poor Elsa. She started feeling sick Christmas afternoon and pretty much stayed in bed for the next four days. It was so sad. (And also very quiet around here.) She just had a high fever for several days and no energy. She was a good sport and didn't complain about missing any of the fun and not getting to play with all of her new toys. Santa brought us a trampoline and Elsa just watched out the window as everyone else tried it out. So sad. But she made up for it later.

Simon was a big fan of his new swing. And it was warm enough for bare feet!