I just have to say, this "waiting at the top of the stairs" picture communicates so very many things about my children:
- contrary to popular belief, it is physically possible for Lindy to be happy in the morning.
- under certain circumstances Ellie is not above begging and pleading.
- Curtis doesn't care why his sisters would drag him out of bed...he just doesn't like it.
But, it's Christmas morning! The circumstances are one of a kind!As they peeked down the stairs and saw the half-eaten cookies and nibbled carrots, they knew the big guy had paid a visit.
Lindy's belief wavered a bit this year. She's in 3rd grade...she hears things. A girl in her class actually told her that her parents did all the Santa stuff! I asked her what she believed. She thought about it for a moment and decided she was a firm believer in St. Nick. And who wouldn't be? Heaven knows mom and dad don't want a gumball machine around the house. And why would we let her wear dangly earrings that make her look more grown up? Nope...not us.
Ellie is our steadfast believer. She knew Santa would come through for her. And did he ever. I figure he must have spent A LOT of time finding all the amazing dollhouse furniture. A LOT of time. Because, from what I've heard, it's near impossible to find these particular items! Impossible! But not for Santa...(he must like Ellie a whole bunch).
...a ridiculous amount of Lego, Star Wars stuff, Star Wars Lego...
...and a pair of binoculars to spy on the neighbors.
Ellie is our steadfast believer. She knew Santa would come through for her. And did he ever. I figure he must have spent A LOT of time finding all the amazing dollhouse furniture. A LOT of time. Because, from what I've heard, it's near impossible to find these particular items! Impossible! But not for Santa...(he must like Ellie a whole bunch).And Curtis? Well, he couldn't care less about the man in red. After all, it was grandma and grandpa that got him his heart's desire...not Santa.
In spite of a marked lack of stuffed animals under the tree this year (mom's rules...I told Santa he'd get a big time-out if anything fluffy showed up) the children were happy and grateful for the thoughtful gifts they received.
Like fuzzy slippers, jewelry, a little makeup bag...
...Barbie dolls, Barbie movies (x2), Barbie suitcases, fuzzy warm gloves...
...a ridiculous amount of Lego, Star Wars stuff, Star Wars Lego......and a pair of binoculars to spy on the neighbors.
(Sorry, Norby family.)
Merry Christmas everyone! We hope this season has made you a believer too!
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