Christmas Parts II, III and IV

We got lazy playing with our new toys (both mine and Jack’s) and then had a fun snow day on the Monday after Christmas so I never put up any of the Christmas photos.  So, I got even lazier and decided to put it all into one big post.

Christmas Eve Eve (or Festivus for the “rest of us”) was fun.  Jack and Jen made cookies for Santa and Jack drew Santa a nice picture on his Christmas plate.  Jack was very excited about making Santa cookies.  He was also very proud of his drawing for Santa.

Christmas Eve was — as it is every year — at Jen’s parent’s house.  It was a lot of people, a lot of presents, a lot of noise and A LOT OF FUN!  Last year Jen’s Dad dressed up as Santa for Jack to take pictures and add a little extra fun to the day.  This year, he dressed in the suit again, but Jack wanted no part of it.  For some reason he was very scared.  I can’t figure it out.  Last year he hated the Mall Santa, but loved Poppa Santa.  This year, loved the Mall Santa and hated Poppa Santa.  I guess we will never get the balance right.

After the Santa drama, Jack opened his gifts… all of them.  He got some great new toys.  Then, Jen and I opened our gifts.  We too, got some great new toys.  Then the rest of Jen’s family came over and the magical chaos that is Christmas Eve ensued.

Christmas Morning was fun.  Jack woke up and came out to see if Santa ate his cookies — and if the reindeer ate the apple.  He then proceeded to tear through all his presents as fast as he could.   Then the fun of opening each toy and putting in the batteries began.  I realize its only been 3 Christmases that I have had a kid, but it seems that each year the toy companies come up with new and inventive ways to cause grief for parents trying to open their kids toys.  This year I actually needed a screwdriver and a pair of needle-nose pliers to get the gifts out of the packages.  CRAZY!

After our Christmas Morning it was off to my Dad and Theresa’s for Christmas dinner.  Jack made out like a bandit there as well… as did me and Jen.  Then, Jack spend the rest of the day playing with my Dad’s trains.  He would run the trains as fast as he could and wait for them to fall off.  Then he would laugh and wait for someone to put them back on.  He would have done this all day if we let him.

After a long day of Christmas we headed home… Jack fell asleep in the car and barely moved in the transfer from car to bed.  Another great Christmas in the books!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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