We woke up this morning at a surprisingly reasonable hour! Best Christmas gift ever!
Ingrid and Elodie were the first to make it downstairs. Santa left a trail of Hershey kisses leading from their rooms, down the stairs and to the tree and Ingrid decided to collect them all before digging into the treasures under the tree.
Elodie took advantage of the first few quiet moments and started in by herself.
She was quickly joined by a very excited Ingrid who kept repeating "Mom! Santa brought me real CLAIRES earrings! They're REAL, Mom! Mom! They're real!!! They're from Claires!!! Santa shops at Claires!!!!!!!" A moment I wish I had captured on video. It was so awesome to see her little face light up like that.
True to form, Elodie stopped along the gift-opening way to smell the roses. Or in this case, read a Jake and the Neverland Pirates Seek and Find book. She's into those big time right now so Santa kind of hit the nail on the head with that one.
Carnage by Elodie...
A Cinderella dress for my princess...
Ingrid asked for clothes for her American Girl Doll. Santa delivered some. MAN! Those things are expensive... err.. hard for the elves to make...
Stocking stuffers are always a big hit at our house. Doesn't really matter what it is, so long as it comes in a stocking.
Danica spent a good portion of her time downstairs just watching the paper fly from a distance. When the dust had begun to settle from the big girls' foray, she carefully waded in and began unwrapping her gifts. She had lots of help.
I don't know who was more excited that one of those packages held a foam chair made just for Danica. Danica, for sure was excited to have her own and to no longer be chased out of Elodie's. And Elodie was excited that she would no longer have to chase Danica out of her chair. Win-win. Smart Santa.
After the gifts were opened and everyone was sufficiently hungry, we went and had a breakfast made of scrambled eggs, bacon, cinnamon buns, toast with lime and grape jam, blueberries and grapes. It was good.
Afterwards we made sure to leave lots of time for exploring and discovering our gifts.
Eventually, the big girls discovered that instead of eating one of the gingerbread houses, Santa put it on the tree like an ornament because he thought it was too pretty to eat. Considerate Santa.
Danica found a few wayward Hershey kisses and helped herself. She was one happy camper.
We decided to take a little walk around the neighbourhood later. Note the lack of snowpants. Yep, it was a balmy Christmas Day, too.
My turkey was a bit of a bust again this year. While I didn't burn it like last year, I forgot to check to see if I had all the essential ingredients necessary to make it delectable. I assumed that I had savoury in the pantry. I mean, why wouldn't I? But alas I did not. My sister suggested an oregano substitute might work but, OMG! I had no oregano either! Who am I?
I used copious amounts of onion, salt and pepper and it just didn't taste the same. Ugh! One of these Christmases I'll get it right.
It was a quiet Christmas. It was a good Christmas.