We had a very successful, but very busy holiday season. Christmas Eve at the in-laws was a real hoot because we all got to watch Dylan figure out what “opening presents” was all about. He definitely got it, the only problem was that once he did, he though all of the presents in the room were his. No matter how politely we explained that not all of the presents we for him from Santa, he still got a little upset each time he saw someone opening their own gift. We muddled through the wrapping paper and all that mess just fine after he realized that while not all of the presents were his, most of them were!
Then Christmas morning came. With heavy eyelids, he gracefully went about getting the items in his stocking opened. That was like the appetizer to the main course. The difficulty came when we were ready for him to open his presents under the tree. He was so enamored by the cool things he had in his stocking, that he didn’t want to bother with the other presents (lesson well learned, mommy!) After some convincing, he finally gave in and began to open the other gifts. After he would get the paper off, and realized what it was, he wanted that item removed immediately from the packaging so he could play with it. Needless to say, present opening took some time!!! Then it was off to Nonny and Poppy’s house, were he was again inundated with gifts…let me tell you, this kid is spoiled!…Overall, very well behaved though, which made a very busy and chaotic day run by relatively smoothly. The Perkins side cousins came over and we had a lovely visit with them. He got to meet Baby Brody for the first time, and that was a real treat! I forgot how little they are as newborns, but how precious they are, too! After our visit, we made the 2 hour trek back home, and got ourselves off to sleep (Dan and I both had to work the next day).
New Years was relatively uneventful. Hard to celebrate the holiday when I can’t stay up past 10:00pm these days. We made a fancy dinner with one Lobster Tail and One Steak. Dylan, the little vegetarian that he is, opted to stick with his broccoli and sweet potato fries. Surf and Turf wasn’t exactly his idea of a great meal, he refused to touch it! Oh well, as they say, “you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make ‘em drink!”.
