That's what the kids said this year.
I do believe they said that last year, too.
And the year before.
Our oldest seemed just as excited to see her sisters open the presents she had bought and wrapped for them as she was about opening her own.
Our youngest wrote a sweet thank you note (all on her own) before the day was over.
They seemed genuinely grateful for each gift, each stocking stuffer...from clothes to books to candy. We didn't go overboard this year. Didn't need to. Grandma and Grandpa took care of that for us. We could've told them not to, but I was happy to accept their Wii, thank you very much.
By the end of the day, we'd eaten a delicious breakfast, read about Joseph, Mary and the Wise Men in Matthew (we visited Luke last night), opened presents, called grandparents, played with presents more, ate steak and shrimp, did a little Dance Dance Revolution, ate soup, made a Birthday Cake for Jesus which we ate on his behalf, and sang some karaoke.
rolling suitcases lined up and covered with a blanket.
They looked disturbingly like a coffin,
our daughters were quick to note.
The treat for the afternoon was talking to cousins on Skype on the computer. Essentially, it's a video phone over the internet, much like you are all familiar with from the Jetsons.
Anyway, it was a beautiful day. We know we are blessed and loved. And we have enjoyed this day when we have both given and received blessings and love in so many ways.
My only regret is that no one but our children were present for Cindy's and my ear-splitting karaoke rendition of "We're All In This Together" from High School Musical. Our children hardly cried at all through it. I think they are becoming numb to our obnxiousness.
Merry Christmas to you all!
And yes, I got a cheese ball in my stocking, thanks for asking! Half gone now.
This IS the best Christmas EVER!