Merry Christmas 2011

For days now, Bella has been begging me for Santa to come. She asks, ever day, if she is on the "nice" list or the "naughty" list. Jeff told her if she wasn't good, Krompus would come instead of Santa. If you don't know who Krompus is (and I didn't until a few weeks ago), look it up. Good times. haha. Anyway, it's been working. She's been on VERY good behavior. And Santa delivered. She was beyond thrilled with her books (the big thing she asked Santa for), her baby high chair and stroller, and her Twilight turtle.

She was excited about EVERYTHING she got. So much so that she kept wanting to stop opening gifts to play with the last opened one. She was breath taking to watch. Her excitement and joy were contagious. She LOVED Christmas.

Riley, not so much.

He wasn't into opening presents, or getting presents, or interested in anything that didn't involve Mommy holding him, his head on my shoulder, a handful of hair grasped in his hand (his insurance policy that Mommy wouldn't put him down--- smart little man). Three molars and four canines coming in at once doesn't make for a very enjoyable day. Add in the hoopla of opening presents, his hyper sister, and he was MISERABLE. My poor little man.

Despite crying, non-napping, general crabbiness, and zero interest in anything Christmas, the rest of us had an amazing day. Christmas Eve service, spending time together, Bella's enthusiasm, and gingerbread cookies made for a Christmas to remember.

From our family to yours, Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, happy Sunday.