This year, we had two Christmas mornings. And it was as wonderful as it sounds.
Right now, we are staying at my parent's house as we prepare to move back to DC (no, you didn't miss a blog post about that, I just never wrote one. Maybe someday I will). Ok, we're at my parent's house, so you'd think we would have Christmas morning with them, but it didn't quite work out that way. My mom had to work Christmas morning/day (medical professions don't always get holidays off). So Christmas morning at the house was just our little family's Christmas morning. It was so great that we were able to have that for ourselves, especially while living in someone else's home.
We woke up and wandered to the tree in our Christmas jammies and laughed and opened gifts together. Camaron and I agreed that getting lots of gifts for Sloane and Fox was silly since we would be moving soon ...and the grandparents always take care of those sorts of things anyway. So we just got them a couple of simple things to open that morning. One was a little Spiderman toy that Camaron picked out for Fox. Fox slept with it at naptime and that night (incase you were wondering if he liked it). I got an ornament for each of the kids, since we had done that for Fox the past two Christmases. Sloanes was a little plush elephant, and it was wet all day from her constant gnawing and drooling on it (incase you were wondering if she liked it). I got the power drill I had been pining for (projects, people. Projects!). And Camaron got a drone that takes video and photos (that blurry picture of him is not posed. I caught his actual reaction. And I love it).
The rest of the day was spent playing with out toys, relaxing, then preparing for the big family party we do every year with my mom's side of the family. No pictures of that night, but it was amazingly fun and we had amazingly good food (even if we didn't get to have green bean casserole because I forgot to buy the ingredients and no stores were open on Christmas day when we realized my error, hehe).
Then came our second Christmas morning.
We had Christmas morning with my parents and siblings on the day after Christmas. Opening presents was extra fun this year, because Fox found so much enjoyment in handing out the gifts. He may have loved picking out packages, saying "open it open it!" to its recipient, and then helping them (if wanted) unwrap their presents even more than opening his own presents. Maybe. After revealing secret santas, giving and receiving amazingly perfect handmade and store-bought gifts, and checking out the haul of office supplies we always get in our stockings, we topped off the fun-filled morning with my mom's delicious waffles (made from scratch, of course).
Then we watched as Tim and Kyle faced off in Uncle Fester's Quest -a NES game Kyle gave Tim as a joke. That game is so bad. After too many rounds of that nonsense, we all headed out back to try out the family game we got this year (we get a new one each year). This year, it was Spikeball -a combination of volleyball and foursquare. It had fun potential ...but, to sum it up, the phrase "this game is for athletes/athletic people" may have been uttered a few too many times. We were worse at that then at Uncle Fester's Quest.