i feel like as you get older, birthdays and holidays lose their excitement a bit. don’t get me wrong, i still love the day that celebrates me, and christmas is my favorite time of year, but it’s not the same as when you’re a kid. but it turns out having a kid is just as good, or perhaps even better since you are the one bringing them such joy. sure, henry was too young to understand christmas and santa (and i can’t wait until he does), but the magic was back in full force.
we had a lovely christmas eve at my parents’ continuing our traditions of christmas eve mass, opening a present (if there is one that is useful for the night like a game), a delicious dinner and playing games (and, um, drinking too much ). christmas morning was full of present opening (with some really great presents!), eating paper and ribbons (henry only), and getting the house and food ready for the 36 total people attending christmas dinner at my parents’. it was a packed house, which is how i love christmas, and it was so great to catch up with cousins and grandparents and eating way too much delicious food. henry did so well, happy as could be getting passed from person to person, until dinner time, of course. but once he was fed he was happy again and i could actually eat my cold but delicious dinner.
such a great first christmas with henry, and i already can’t wait for next year!
how was your christmas? did you get everything you wanted?