Ava’s first Christmas went well. She got way too many toys–especially from Aunt Lauren. She doesn’t even know what to do with them all.
She wasn’t too into the present unwrapping. She was kind of interested… but then just wanted to eat the paper so… we mostly unwrapped for her. I expected it to be that way.
She got her own cellphone, her own car keys, her own tv, tv remote, pocket book… I asked her if she was moving out! Then, we got to her Nana & Papa’s house… and they gave her a house of her own!!
Seriously, today’s toys are nothing like they were when I was a kid. It’s crazy. This house is a “smart house.” It talks to her about the weather. There’s a place for her to plug in an “electric” car! (Of course, the car is sold separately! Haha.)
Our house has been a disaster since, but it was worth her squeals of delight.
We took Ava to see Santa. She certainly wasn’t afraid of him. She was curious. He called her a boy, but we forgave him. Haha. He was a busy man! Too many names to remember, right?
Today, I’m thankful for the decorations finally being down and my house back to normal… Well, looks more like a toy store now though, if that’s normal…
For me, Christmas wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. I think that’s because I stayed home. I didn’t have to go to my mama’s house and look at Daddy’s empty chair. That would have been too much. Too hard.
It was nice. I’m so thankful for the people in our lives that help us create such precious memories.