Christmas is a magical time. It was amazing here. The kids were all so excited that we had to wake a couple of them up on Christmas morning. Wait, what? Yeah, you heard that. Clark
We don’t cook a huge ol’ Christmas dinner around here. We do Christmas breakfast. Because my parents did. We had Baked French Toast Casserole, Pigs in a Blanket (sausage style), bacon and cheese grits (no white instant junk out of a bag here). We ate until we couldn’t eat anymore. Then they played and played more. Then they started fighting over a toy. What toy you ask? On Christmas, the day when everyone got what they wanted? On the one day they could play with everything, the XBox time limits were lifted for the day, all video game and TV restraints were suspended, and there were new toys for everyone. They fought over Bug’s new drum toy from my best friend H. Yeah, you got that. A baby drum toy. Bean and Monkey Man fought over it. Because it was loud. Because it wasn’t theirs. Because they could. Welcome Christmas Spirit.
At the end of the day everyone was happy. Peanut had started her massive Lego™ build. Harry Potter’s
… 1200+ pieces. It’s really neat. I love that she spent time doing it, and it
was just what she wanted. Bean had successfully
gotten to level 3 of her new Tinkerbell DS game. Monkey Man had helped Han Solo and Chewbacca
fly the Millennium Falcon all around the living room (what better can you do with your Geekiness than put it upon your kids?) And not a single person ingested a Squinkie™,
despite the sheer number of the things that Santa brought. Bug was just happy being Bug. Of course, the 4 hour nap that we forced upon
him in the afternoon helped tremendously.
Next year will be even more fun! Next year Peanut will be 10, Bean will be 7, Monkey Man will be 4, Bug will be almost 2, and we’ll have another munchkin that’s just about 6 months old. I doubt I’ll be up earlier than the kids. Most likely I’ll be comatose from lack of sleep. Thank goodness Santa is in charge of delivering gifts at night! God Bless you all and happiest of New Years to you! Better enjoy it while you can, if you believe the Aztecs. If not, (I just think those poor people ran out of space on that big ol’ stone of theirs and didn’t want to go get another one), then you’re good and take your time. My New Year’s Resolution? Don’t have one. Never have. Those are just silly things that people do because they feel guilty for all the excess (food, technology, time in front of the couch) that they consumed in the previous months. I’m happy the way I am, and life is pretty stinkin’ good. I don’t need a resolution to make me better. God’s working on that. On to 2012 y’all!