It was a different Christmas for us this year, as I am sure it was for a lot of people. For the first time ever in my life, I woke up on Christmas and stayed home. Wyatt stayed in his pajamas all day, playing with his presents, which were considerable (looking at you family….lol). We had multiple video chats to open gifts together virtually with Wyatt’s grandparents and cousins and aunts and uncles; we ate leftovers and drank lots of tea and coffee. We left the mess. My dad and stepmom drove two hours in the snow to deliver gifts in their Santa hats and stand outside and wave to Wyatt. It snowed all day, quiet and peaceful outside, warm and a bit nuts inside.
We missed our big family shenanigans, missed our family. But despite it all, the kids had a fun happy Christmas and that is what our goal was, for all the kids to feel the magic still this year.
The next day we began the task of putting our house back together, and even went through Wyatt’s older clothes and toys and were able to put together two bags of items to donate that he had outgrown. I ordered a new bookcase with a bench for his room, for his collection of books has also outgrown their shelves. We organized and cleaned and played with the kiddo, taking another slow day for ourselves. I read one of my new books while Wyatt and Billy watched a cartoon in another room, and I looked out at the snow, with a glass of wine and a cat either on my lap or next to me. And a random windowsill crayon, because don’t we all have those?
We spent the following two days outdoors, but those are adventures for another day.
I hope you all had a good Christmas, that still had some magic this year.