This time of year is a little cRaZy for us … we celebrate MiMi’s birthday, Christmas, and our anniversary in the span of a week!! Then Daniel’s birthday is on January 1st … and then … we have NOTHING to celebrate until September kicks things off again with Drew’s birthday.
A short re-cap of our last few days is this, for the record:
Christmas Eve, we spent with friends at their house. They had invited an eclectic mix of people from our church and from their Army life. And thus, I met a lady who was born in a small, German town where my parents lived for 2 years in the late 80s. She knew the exact apartment where they lived, over a heating business! Her husband was stationed where my dad worked as a civilian … a little known Army post in Wildflecken (affectionately called Wild Chicken by the soldiers!), which closed down in 1994.
Anyway, we enjoyed a bon fire and games and FOOD … so much FOOD.
That night, after we got home, the kids begged and begged to open ALL the presents, and being the cool and spontaneous parents that we are (not really – but something got into us this year), we said, “GO FOR IT!!”. And thus, all presents were opened! Sadly, my camera battery died after just a picture or two … but you know what? I’m glad. I actually sat back, enjoyed watching everyone open their gifts, and no one had to “cheese” and pose for me. And the memories will be in my head. At least until I am completely senile.
Christmas morning we work up to little gifts in our stockings … No, we don’t do the Santa thing. It’s not even that I’m adamantly against it for religious reasons or any such … we just aren’t fans. I do tell my kids about Santa being based on a real person … and someday I hope to research more and explain exactly who he was and where and when. I realize Santa can be a fun part of a family’s tradition … but it just isn’t a part of ours. In neither mine nor Daniel’s families growing up was Santa made a big deal of (though I do know I did write him letters and one year left cookies … which my brother ate!!). Probably a good thing this year as every time MiMi saw any kind of a Santa at a store or on TV, she totally freaked out and said she was scared.
After a non-traditional lunch of worchestershire-fried chicken, oven-fries, gravy, cucumber salad, and rolls, we cleaned up and packed up and went to Dan’s parents’ house. The celebration continued there!
I really enjoyed waking up at HOME on Christmas Day this year. I don’t know why – can’t explain it – but sometimes I just want my little family of 5 all to myself. There wasn’t time to bake a traditional turkey … even just putting out snowman plates and pretty napkins made our chicken dinner festive. I hope my kids will remember these days as special days … even if we lack the pictures this year.