Christmas morning came fast and furious! The boys were ready and roaring to head downstairs by 7:00 am. I told them that Santa may still be down stairs and they better hang out in the toy room for another half hour while mom and dad finished getting ready for the day. They're still young enough to think Santa might not leave gifts if they see him, so they ran back down the hallway to the toy room, yelling excitedly about what they thought Santa brought.
At 7:30 we headed down stairs and the boys dove, literally, into the presents under the tree.
I got busy making breakfast and the boys got busy playing with new toys. It didn't take long, however, for Grady Lee to remember that there were stockings to open still. The boys ripped into more wrapping paper, while Grady sat on the couch and tried his hardest to figure out how to finagle a transformer the boys received from Grandpa Peeler. Instructions were spread across his lap. Eyebrows were burrowed. A half hour later, Grady emerged victorious!
Grady held out an envelope and Grady Lee ripped it open. Grady read a clue which led the boys to the toy shelf in Annalyse's bedroom. There, they discovered a new clue which led them to the next and the next and the next. They ran up and down the stairs, into the garage, and onto the deck before the scavenger hunt was over.
The boys were so in love with their new Christmas jammies that they ended up wearing them all day. For some of you that's totally normal. Not for us. To me, wearing jammies all day is gross. I don't know why, it just is. But, this was Christmas and I was in the mood to be "a fun mommy today!"
We spent lots of the day playing with new toys. I think Grady and I were just as excited to have new toys to play with, too. After a year of the same old toys we were all getting bored.
Lo and behold there was! Big, puffy, heavy, white snowflakes were pouring down and actually sticking to the ground! This was the perfect capstone to an already perfect Christmas.
Christmas 2010 was just us - just the five Peeler's. No extended family. No traveling. No big hoopla. In some ways it felt strange, and in other ways it felt totally and completely wonderful. One this was for sure: "The Lord has done great things and we are filled with joy." Psalm 126:3. We had each other. We had a cozy home. We had laughter. And, most important, we made memories.