christmas eve night was spent at my family's house. my mom's parents started the tradition that the youngest children see the tree on christmas day first, and this year austen must have been pretty excited because she woke up at eight on the dot and would not fall back asleep, even though normally she is a pretty late sleeper. i admit that even at twenty-three years old, i get really excited for christmas. so, when i figured she wasn't going back to sleep, i did what i had to do and woke up my little sisters, knowing they would spring out of bed and wake everyone else up. instructions to "not come down until you hear the christmas music!" were given and the kids chattered in excitement as they all lined up near the top of the steps, anticipating seeing the after-santa tree.
austen was first, of course, but she was all very blasé about the whole thing.
1) understood what was going on and
i present to you, river's christmas face:
he immediately started playing with the little people set santa scored at a second-hand store.
next was my little sister emma, who is ten. this picture cracks me up. it reminds me of this picture my mom has of herself running down the stairs behind her little brothers. my uncles are walking calmly down and my mom is just a blur.
emma was shocked to discover santa had brought her a gerbil. i mean, after her initial scream of happy disbelief, she just kind of sat there and it seemed to take a while to sink in. she had been asking and asking and my mother met each request with a resounding NO! no gerbils in the house!
the older kids were way too cool to make a big deal about the tree, but there was an inkling of emotion when my brother saw that he received the hoodie and webcam he'd wanted so badly.
river got some cute mittens from his great-grandparents and insisted on opening presents while wearing them.
my old american girls doll was my gift to my little sister. she carried it around the rest of the day. :)
river's "fix-its" from my step mom. he loved them! after opening these, he then insisted on opening further gifts with his fix-its. and the mittens.
three cans of cinnamon rolls and two packages of bacon fed us for breakfast. when my mom asked what everyone liked more, we all replied bacon. duh.
okay, now christmas is officially over and i can change my blog. :)