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.
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