'Twas the night before Christmas... and all through the house.... Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. WAIT! This is Not that story!
Let's start again!
Christmas Eve and Christmas Day was full of fun, and misery. (Nice combination, right?) It was on Christmas Eve day that I had to run Melanie to the Urgent Care because she was miserable beyond belief. It turned out she had an ear infection that was close to rupture. She was unbelievably miserable at the doctor's office, not able to get comfortable, crying, and kicking her legs. It was not a fun time for her. But after we got some medicine to numb her ear, she started to calm down a little bit. This was good, because then she was able to participate in our Christmas Eve stuff. We made a giant cookie for Santa.
And then wrote him our letters.
Then everyone went to bed.
The next morning was interesting. Typically, Melanie wakes up extra early and sneaks in to the living room to peak on the presents. Not this Christmas. This year, Melanie was up most of the night and slept in that morning. No one got out of bed until 8am (which is extra late for our family). The first one out of bed was still Melanie, who, instead of running into the living room, ran into our bedroom. She was extra concerned because she didn't get an opportunity to finish making the gift she was making for Noelle for her Christmas present. I had to calm her down and let her know that everything would be okay. Then Brandon woke up, with a horrible migraine. (Not good). I brought Oliver into Melanie and Brandon, who were both laying in our bed, and then went to wake Noelle. I sang Happy Birthday to her, and she just rolled over, not interested. Then I mentioned she was 4 now... her eyes FLEW open! She instantly asked if she was taller.
At this point, I had everyone awake, but daddy wasn't doing so good, so we waited even longer before entering the living room. It's a rule/tradition that Daddy gets to say when every gets to go in there. Finally he was "ready" (term used loosely, of course). We went into the living room and determined if Santa had come. He had!
And he brought scooters!
Then we opened presents.
Everyone was spoiled by one another. We had a lot of fun seeing gifts opened and smiles. Both girls had made gifts for each other. I had made all the kids aprons and hooded bath towels. The kids made dad gifts. It was a lot of fun.
Later, I took the kids to my dad's house and they enjoyed playing with cousins and seeing Grandpa and Grandma George. Unfortunately, we didn't see daddy the rest of the day, as he was too sick to get out of bed. Thankfully, he was better the next day and we were able to really celebrate Noelle's birthday after all!
Merry Christmas!
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