We have survived another Xmas. I’ll spare you the details. It was good. It was hectic. We broke Crispi by Xmas night and she sent herself packing to a motel; not everyone can hang with us, what with the 4 AM wake-up calls and all.
It was a good year. No, it was a great year. Not having my husband slaving away full-time in retail was awesome. We baked our second annual batch of ugly Xmas cookies. We attempted to build gingerbread houses. I think it’s safe to say there will not be a second annual attempt at that, at least not for a long, long time. We simply don’t have the patience.
Speaking of, we used our “beautiful” gingerbread houses as a snack for Santa. They mysteriously vanished by the morning, along with the carrots for the reindeer. Those piggish deer left lots of “carrot crumbs,” however. That was one of the highlights of the morning. I was kind of proud of that.
My daughter got a new bike, but was more stoked about her LaLaLoopsy Color Me doll she had been crowing about for weeks (Thanks, Crispi), and the art station. When I wasn’t looking, she had recreated Santa’s message on it. That was kind of amazing, in that her writing – candidly – up to now has really sucked and I haven’t seen her write much other than her name.
The boy got lots and lots of cars and trucks and things that go. He was – and is – in hog heaven.
And now it’s done. I have hit the proverbial Xmas wall. For days, I’ve been itching to undeck the halls, fa la la la la and all that. I’m ready to get back to normal. That doesn’t stop me from already dreaming of next Xmas, however.
There will be things we’ll do differently – better. No gingerbread houses, for instance. I would like a small real tree so that we can make some ornaments together – paper chains, stringing popcorn, salt dough ornaments. Fewer toys under the tree, and more “experience” related gifts – gift cards for restaurants or shops/places that we can actually take the kids to go and do things. Oh, and if I decide to cook a turkey breast in the slow-cooker? I’ll need to remember it takes a looooooong time. Not that anyone (other than Stella) complained about the vegetarian lunch.
There will be things I’ll repeat. I loved watching my movies with my mom and Will. Carrot crumbs will have to be a staple. Ugly Xmas cookies are certainly in my wheelhouse.
I hope your Xmas (or whatever holiday you chose to celebrate) was amazing.