Week 32: Baby's First Christmas
Baby’s first Christmas and older sibling’s sixth Christmas, wow, time flies. It seems like not too long ago it was Emily’s first Christmas and she got the infamous exersaucer that has been very well loved by her brother. A year ago I was trying to imagine what it would be like with our gender-still-unknown little guy crawling around under the Christmas Tree. Now, I’m trying to imagine how I’ll cope with Will walking and grabbing everything in sight next year.
Christmas was great, the kids had a wonderful time, and Emily couldn’t believe her luck that Santa would visit both her grandparent’s houses. Santa brought her the little barking dog that she asked for, and since Will has been such a good boy this year, he also got some Legos from Santa.
For Ian and me, Christmas was a bit difficult since we’re moving back to the west side of the state in a few short weeks, we really weren’t looking forward to the last drive back to Pullman. Knowing next year we’ll be spending Christmas in our own house, without having to drive six ours to be with our family, with our own tree and fireplace for Santa to come down, it just made it hard to get into the spirit. But it was great to see everyone, we even got to have dinner with some friends (Yes, we have friends!). And the kids got some great toys – Will was at times, a bit overwhelmed by everything, but Emily was an old pro, unwrapping, saying thank you, and showing the correct amount of appreciation. I’m kidding of course. But both kids were great, filled with the wonder and joy of Christmas, which is really all I could want.
Ian and I finally found the little “barking, not a real dog” at the Tacoma Mall, the night before Christmas Eve, as we were leaving, at one of those cheesy little booths in the middle of the mall. We were racing to grab some pretzels before fighting our way out of the Mall parking lot, when Ian spotted the little dog, “There! There is one!” And seriously, after searching Toys ‘R Us, Target, Radio Shack, Fry’s Electronics, and the entire Tacoma Mall, which by the way, does not have a proper toy store in it, we has resigned ourselves to having to spend the next day, Christmas Eve, Shopping for the dog. So, perhaps it was a Christmas Miracle? I don’t know, but next year I’ll not take for granted that I’ll be able to find what Emily asks Santa to bring her.
In the end, we left about half of our gifts at my mom’s house, not wanting to pack them all to take to Pullman, only to have to pack them again and bring them back. So it will be like Christmas again in a few weeks. However, even after leaving half of the gifts, our car was still bursting with presents on the ride home. So, in a just a few weeks we’ll be over on the good side of the state, and we couldn’t be more excited. To be closer to our families is really the best present we could get.
Christmas was great, the kids had a wonderful time, and Emily couldn’t believe her luck that Santa would visit both her grandparent’s houses. Santa brought her the little barking dog that she asked for, and since Will has been such a good boy this year, he also got some Legos from Santa.
For Ian and me, Christmas was a bit difficult since we’re moving back to the west side of the state in a few short weeks, we really weren’t looking forward to the last drive back to Pullman. Knowing next year we’ll be spending Christmas in our own house, without having to drive six ours to be with our family, with our own tree and fireplace for Santa to come down, it just made it hard to get into the spirit. But it was great to see everyone, we even got to have dinner with some friends (Yes, we have friends!). And the kids got some great toys – Will was at times, a bit overwhelmed by everything, but Emily was an old pro, unwrapping, saying thank you, and showing the correct amount of appreciation. I’m kidding of course. But both kids were great, filled with the wonder and joy of Christmas, which is really all I could want.
Ian and I finally found the little “barking, not a real dog” at the Tacoma Mall, the night before Christmas Eve, as we were leaving, at one of those cheesy little booths in the middle of the mall. We were racing to grab some pretzels before fighting our way out of the Mall parking lot, when Ian spotted the little dog, “There! There is one!” And seriously, after searching Toys ‘R Us, Target, Radio Shack, Fry’s Electronics, and the entire Tacoma Mall, which by the way, does not have a proper toy store in it, we has resigned ourselves to having to spend the next day, Christmas Eve, Shopping for the dog. So, perhaps it was a Christmas Miracle? I don’t know, but next year I’ll not take for granted that I’ll be able to find what Emily asks Santa to bring her.
In the end, we left about half of our gifts at my mom’s house, not wanting to pack them all to take to Pullman, only to have to pack them again and bring them back. So it will be like Christmas again in a few weeks. However, even after leaving half of the gifts, our car was still bursting with presents on the ride home. So, in a just a few weeks we’ll be over on the good side of the state, and we couldn’t be more excited. To be closer to our families is really the best present we could get.
posted by Kate @ 9:49 AM
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