What a Christmas, eh? It’s not quite over yet, so today’s post will be drawings of small incidences from the Christmas Days.
On the 23rd, the boyfriend’s gift came all the way from England. 5 days earlier than what they had told me. Happy dance!
On Christmas Day I was so lucky to be tackled by an evil bug. I had been dreaming about Christmas food forever and when the evening finally arrived, I couldn’t get it down. Yes, I’m dying in this picture, thank you for asking.
But we did manage to get a picture of everybody on Christmas Eve:
On the 25th, we celebrated with even more food and more family members. I still wasn’t feeling well, but little Emma couldn’t care less. She made sure we both got covered in chocolate:
Did you have a lovely Christmas Eve and/or Morning?
Snowmen and elves,
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Den really got me, didn’t he? My heart started beating faster from all the love when I read his surprise post, and when I got to the comments my heart exploded with all the love you’d sent my way (on our Facebook page and my Twitter as well!). Thank you all veryvery much!
My 25th birthday was the best (and lasted 25 hours, because of Daylight Saving Time!). I was surrounded by family and loved ones (and cake!) who did everything they could to make my day even more special. They showered me with gifts, it was almost too much for me to handle. I couldn’t stop screaming from the top of my voice: “SCORE!” every time I opened one. Some things never changed.
One of my gifts was a stool. The stool is very special. It spins:I was occupied for the rest of the day.
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Don’t you just love Christmas? When I was younger Christmas was about presents and family and food, but also about the actual Christian meaning of Christmas. As my brother and I grew into the teens, it became a lot more about the presents than anything else. Then as we grew up and both moved out of our first home, we realised it was about so much more than that! We both, at the ages of 27 and 29 (he’s older), still wake up at 6AM with excitement of the day to come, but the first Christmas we did this and we weren’t together, we had a little cry on the phone to each other.
The years we had spent being excited about presents, we realised we got excited for reasons unbeknown to us back then. We loved waking up together and opening our stockings, then waiting for the all important 8AM wake up call for Mum and Dad. We would head downstairs to see if the carrot and milk we left for Santa and the reindeer had been eaten and drank. We would open our presents from Santa with such excitement, and then get dressed in our best clothes for trips to see the family and then back home to settle for a big Christmas dinner and crackers 🙂 And oh the joy of Christmas films on the TV. Arguing over who got the remote and which film we would watch first was the best!
My brother now lives in Edinburgh and I very rarely get to do this ritual with him anymore. We managed to both be in the same place last Christmas, and I woke up in the morning at 6AM and bounced into his room to give him a big sloppy hug and kiss, with happy tears in my eye, since we were both home and could be like kids again. Every year, our presents are still from Santa, and last year we played our games on the Wii, instead of playing with Legos like we did when we were younger. (Den’s note: Why did you stop playing with Legos? They’re the best! Can I have yours?) But we still argued over the television. Some things never change!
Its amazing how some families have traditions that will live for years, I know I will enforce the same values into my children, and I hope they do with theirs. So my fellow Optimists… I ask, what family traditions do you have at Christmas?
Beth of the great blog Life Since Then
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It’s so easy to absolutely enthrall a three-year-old. It was my girlfriend’s niece’s birthday the other day and we took her out for the day and let her pick her gifts. The next day was her party, and I found one of the things she really loved (from the store) at a yard sale, so I grabbed it for her, a My Little Pony that was actually quite large that talked, sang and even wiggled its butt (who knows why). My girlfriend grabbed the batteries and once we gave it to her, it was like every other gift just disappeared.
No, this isn’t about how cute kids are again, dear optimists. It’s about how easy it was, as a kid, to look at something and just become awed by it. Wondering how it works. Watching it do whatever it does. Thinking about it in such an open-minded way. It was lovely. I do that sometimes with simple things like seeds as they grow. Isn’t that just amazing? I put that seed in the dirt, I watered it, and it’s growing. I watch a caterpillar and it’s many legs moving across a leaf. Or even my typewriter…all those little parts that I can see, working together to create.
The world is an amazing place.
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There are just something about birthdays, aren’t there? When it comes to birthdays I’m never going to grow up. Even my gifts proves this fact; last year I was dragged into a toy store where my friend bought me a nerf gun. Okay, I wasn’t dragged. He was.
I tend to get more excited about other people’s birthdays than my own, really (everybody that knows me reading along, shush!). It was my bf’s birthday Monday and I got him way too many presents. With my excitement and eagerness about his birthday (more than he’s ever been himself), I ended up giving him all of the gifts on his dinner plate in front of our family when we celebrated on Saturday, two days before his real birthday.He was overwhelmed by all the love and presents he received from all of us. It made me warm inside. Don’t you just love giving gifts?
Happy birthday, baby.
P.S. The drawing is misleading. He received seven gifts, not six.
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