Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house... everyone was awake including the house mouse! We watched Dickens Christmas Carol, hung the stockings and put out the cookies for Santa.
This morning the grandkids sneaked into out bedroom while it was still dark to let us know that Santa came! Smiling, excited whispering about what Santa brought. With a weary sigh, I sat up and sleepily located my slippers. When I requested coffee, my older granddaughter ran to fix me a cup.
After a hasty, excited sorting of the gifts, the girls settled down to open the presents. There were oohs and aahs over dollies and teddy bears and board games. My older granddaughter "bought" her own gifts for us from her school store. Anxiously, she waited for us to open our gifts. She was so excited when we ripped the paper off the presents.
"Do you like it? Do you like it?" she exclaimed.
"It's lovely!" We assured her--and it was because it was picked with love.
There were all the usual things. The excitement over the most inexpensive things. My younger granddaughter's most excitement was over a tiara set. She walked around for quite a while with the tiara in her hair.
My older granddaughter was delighted when she received her very own address book. She spent the better part of the day collecting addresses from anyone who happened to show up.
It's always the little things that seem to elicit the most excitement. I remember my own children showing far more excitement with the boxes than the contents. The little one was more impressed with the bows.
Then we started working on breakfast and people began dropping in about the same time. The rest of the day was a hodge-podge of visiting, playing games, playing with presents, and drinking coffee. Christmas... spending time with family which is what it's all about.
May you all have a wonderful Christmas.