We mixed things up a bit this year and had our big meal on Christmas Eve. Two of our dear friends, who have an almost-one-year-old son, joined us for dinner and we all ate like kings and queens. We waited until our boys went to bed, enjoyed our meal, and played some fun games afterward.
I think my favorite part of having our big dinner on Christmas Eve was that Christmas day was so much more relaxing. All the cooking and preparations out of the way, we just relaxed and enjoyed one another's company. I had prepped cinnamon rolls and egg casserole the night before, and all I had to do was throw it in the oven for a hot Christmas breakfast.
Guy was pretty enthralled with his gifts, and his grandparents were amazingly generous in what they brought him from the U.S. The big hits were: a ball popper, a puzzle with a magnetic fishing rod attached for getting the pieces out, and a Little Einstein rocket that he can ride and that has dozens of buttons he can press incessantly. Recently he's been playing with these sticks and balls that are also magnetic and you can sort of build things with them. I say sort of, since they tend to fall over and Guy's not yet figured out how to build without immediately destroying.
Christmas Day we hosted an open house. Our main thought was to offer a place for folks to come who may be celebrating alone. Fortunately, most people had a place to celebrate. Unfortunately, since very few people came, we had a ton of leftover cookies that I had been baking the week before Christmas. Hence, why I started a diet on January 1st.
Jonathan set up Guy's toys for Christmas morning. There are a few things for the adults in that pile.
Hmmmm...what to go for first....
The boys
That's Guy's fishing rod in his mouth. I couldn't get him to sit still long enough to take a good picture. There was too much playing to be done.
Sweet Jonathan bought me a Texas shirt so that I would be properly attired for the Bama-Texas game on Thursday night. Need I repeat myself? Hook 'em horns! My brother Drew emailed me and asked if Santa brought us marriage counceling for Christmas. I told him we'd be able to weather the storm.