Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Christmas - finally

Well, it's been exactly 1 month since Christmas so I guess it's high time I got our family Christmas stories and pictures on here. Honestly, I was glad to see it go. Seems like we were celebrating from Thanksgiving until New Years - which we were, I guess. Funny how we long for January to get here and everything to "slow down" but it never really does, does it??

So... 3rd time was NOT a charm for Sloane and Santa. As customary so far, we attended Santa Brunch at Crane Creek with our good friends the Mooneys and hoped that Sloane would give in and realize that the fat guy in the red suit is actually a nice, friendly guy who brings her presents. We prepped and prepped for the big moment. She was ready - "I'm going to ask for presents!" Then the moment of truth came and..... WHAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! Fail.
We spent Christmas Eve at Grandma and Grandpa Suitter's house in Eagle. Big dinner with all the trimmings - prime rib (cooked to perfection), green beans, potatoes yum. Sloane and Porter got to open their presents of brand new pajamas which will surely be a tradition for the next 33 years. Mom & Dad's house in Eagle is actually their 2nd home that they bought this year just so they could hang out in nicer weather and house grandkids. Furnishing it is still a work in progress, maybe next year there will be a Christmas tree. (hint, hint.)
Sloane's BIG present from Santa this year was a nice, big kitchen complete with fridge, stove, oven, corner sink, curtains and a front load washer. It came in a box the size of a loaf of bread and contained 1 million parts. We realized this at about 10:00 p.m. Christmas Eve. Oops, live and learn. Phil made it to bed sometime around 4:00 with it mostly completed - of course 1 of the crucial parts was missing.

Christmas morning was great. Mind you, our children are not old enough to understand the whole Santa Christmas morning thing so they slept in. When they finally got up, we kindof had to walk Sloane through the piles of presents laid out for her. I take full responsibility for the overload. My bad - got a bit carried away and forgot that SHE IS 2.
That afternoon, the chaos REALLY started when my sisters and their families and Mom & Dad came over with the rest of Christmas. The living room was awash in wrapping paper, boxes and big smiles.
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