My Christmas Story

Christmas 2008

My Christmas story, it is truly adorable. Between the couch and an inflatable mattress they had made camp in the front room by the tree thinking their chances of seeing they big red guy were astronomical. They tracked him on the internet, the 2 youngest snug around me. *is your heart melting yet? Mine is. Carrots were put on the roof for the rain dear. Well, they were tossed in that direction anyway. Milk and cookies were then set in just the perfect place to catch a look at him. Finally after several more checks on Norad Santa was in South America and they decided that was close enough they had better get to bed!

Then I am left thinking sh!@ how were we to set out presents with them in the room. We decided which room was best and then went about business of wrapping crap and then not remembering who it was for. Hub wrapped while I was suppose mark each gift because I knew what was who’s. But…he got ahead of me. Oh well it all worked out. Stocking were stuffed with all sorts of goodies. I then went about writing a letter telling them what good boys they are and how busy Santa loves celebrating his friend Jesus Birthday. It was just a little over 1 page.

The morning arrived, I was walking down the hallway when I hear “awe man, we must have been on the naughty list!”. The I hear “It’s a letter!” (little guy found it and had passed it upward to biggest brother rank.) I hear “It is from Santa!”. “There’s 2 pages!!!”. I could tell they didn’t know what to think but that letter was important. So Santa finally got though all his hello’s…Turn the page. PS sorry about leaving presents the other room but he was in a hurry and new that they would understand.

“Presents!” and they head off in different directions to find they unknown. Then came the call “I found them”! 11 had come around the corner and spotted me in the hallway, I of course faked I had heard a thing. I was in formed of the letter and then we headed toward the call of presents! Let the paper fly, 2 of the took the time to stopped and examine the booty. 5 began ripping into the first present he could get his hand onto. All the paper landed and everyone was happy. It was a fricken blast!.

It was all too sweet!

I could go on and on about the hundreds of cute ways kids see the world 🙂