Boring and untimely, I know.
But it was kind of a big deal for us as it was our first Christmas in
six years that we stayed home and did our own thing. While we missed the buzz of a busy morning surrounded by family, it was sure nice to not be traveling and to stay in pajamas all day.
Overall, we loved the inaugural parental joy of watching Claire’s reactions all December long to the magic that is Christmas. She LOVED all the lights and was
especially fond of all the heinous, musical blow-up creatures that adorned various
yards.
And of course, assembling Santa toys
with Niels for our first time on Christmas Eve was one of those moments where we
were so elated to be parents. The kind of moment where you stop and think… yep, this
is what life is all about. And it is.
Well, we tried the Santa thing on a few separate occasions. What is it about Jolly Saint Nick that is so creepy to babies?!
Claire finally compromised and gave the big man a high five.
The pinnacle event was obviously Christmas morning. For us, that is. We were so ridiculously excited to get her out of bed and open her presents. Oh, the irony! I know we will feel differently as she gets older and gets US out of bed at unruly hours. But at this stage of life, we enjoyed watching her little brown face so perplexed as she tried to process the stimulation overload before her and figure out why we were so dang peppy and in her face.
Bottom line: Christmas is way better with a kid around. Even though she still didn't really get it this time around, she will catch on soon enough.
1 comment:
Such a cute kid, that Claire character is. Thanks for sharing your pictures Suz...they're wonderful.
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