T’was the night before Christmas and all it took to finally get a 4 year old to bed was to tell him that Santa couldn’t come until he was sound asleep. We also informed him that he had to stay in that room until his clock turned green (his alarm clock is silent but glows green at 7 am) so he wouldn’t catch Santa. As he headed to his bed, I told him to dream of sugar plums and he giggled and giggled his way to his bed.
Here is Ricky ready for bed (complete with Santa hat and last year’s somewhat fitting pjs).
We had the video camera running this morning when the boys were opening gifts, but we did snap a few pictures. Ricky finally got the long awaited Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Santa totally scored–it was a huge hit!
We gave the boys these very fun “wiggle cars” (they propel themselves by wiggling the steering wheel side to side) and Billy thinks they are fabulous!
Billy was overwhelmed by the day (and not really thrilled to have been woken up at 7 am) but he still managed a big smile.
Grandmama came over for breakfast and gifts this morning. After she braved our snow storm and headed home, the boys played and played until we made them take baths (not usually something we have to “make” them do–they usually go willingly). Then Billy and I took a nap. While we were sleeping, Kevin and Ricky read the Christmas story from the Bible. Kevin, who loves asking Ricky thinking questions, asked “What was Jesus’ last name?” He expected Ricky to say “Christ,” naturally. Ricky is rarely predictable though. His very quick response was, “King of the Jews.” Well, okay then, son.
We spent the late afternoon and evening with Grandmama and some of my family (the storm kept a few away). The boys were very spoiled and we are very grateful for everyone’s generosity. As always, Uncle Tim watched carefully as we opened his gift. Here he is with his womenfolk.
The snow storm had really picked up by the time we went home. Ricky thinks all the snow is great and can’t wait to build Frosty tomorrow. I’m thankful Kevin has tomorrow off so he can be the one to go out and help Ricky!
Here are the boys in their new Christmas jammies and showing off a few of their favorite toys.
It was a great Christmas! The boys are sound asleep and ready for a day of play tomorrow! Christmas takes on a whole new meaning when you have little ones to share it with! (And homemade flannel pjs are supposed to start big–they always shrink later. At least that’s the story I’m sticking to!)
