I know Christmas was so 2011 and everyone's moved on, but I am as usual late to the game and want to post a few pictures from ours. I loved our Christmas, both the first one with just us and the second with my parents (hoping to merge the two this year!). Christmas was pure magic to me growing up and nothing is more rewarding than to watch that same magic unfold before your children's eyes. What a way to end the year.
Mila got frustrated at something (I can't remember what now, it was probably something like me not letting her have the wrapping scissors or something) and in a fit of frustration, hitting a box, then hitting the Christmas tree, and then --stopping short upon seeing me, walking over and giving me an I'm sorry kiss. And sidenote, how long does this hitting phase last?
Mila and I went on a Christmas Eve bike ride, first one in months, for some much needed fresh air. A good beach walk and some driftwood put us in a better mood since I was scrooging that Steve had to work.
Being the last one in the house to go to bed and looking back at the tree with all its glorious presentscape one last time, I felt...blessed. Not from all the material and tangible things that were in the room, but because of all the love we had put into making this moment special.
Wugs walked out into the living room to find presents piled up in a bubble wonderland (and that image seared into my mind is all I'll ever need).
I loved the simplicity of the handprint salt dough ornament Mila "made" for the Papa (despite under duress).
Mila's first painting is forever commemorated on canvas. It was her present to Steve, is already hung up and we stare at it constantly. I only wish that were an exaggeration--proud parents.
Alameda's Christmas Tree Lane all decked out. We didn't see it on Christmas, but it was one of our favorite Christmasy activities we ended up doing. Mila The Red-Caped Beauty danced at the houses that played music from their displays.
Wugs loved and appreciated the two soft dolls I made her...both are sleeping with her in the crib, per request, as I type this (along with 14 other dolls/softies/lovies but hey).
I think wrapping presents is my favorite part now, thanks confetti! Fewer things are more satisfying then taking your prez with the double-sided tape design, dumping a big bowl of confetti on top, and then shaking off the excess. Glorious. Try it!
Steve got in on the Christmas present making with not one but two gifts for Wugs. The first was inspired by this...the 2nd was a little treasure trunk in which he painted on a few beloved dadas (obviously a hit.)
A new favorite book around here -- We Are In a Book! Not Mila's favorite. Steve's. It is read aloud, and often.
I did think of something more satisfying. Seeing the name Wugs on a pajama butt.