It's okay, people - letting our children balance themselves on the radiator with a pair of scissors is all part of the Christmas fun. It was also the last day of Advent and David has been bugging the shit out of me to let him cut down his own Advent gift bag for the past 23 days. Go for it, buddy!
After breakfast, Angie called Peter over and announced that he was getting an early Christmas gift.
Holy mother of hell, are you kidding me?
'Um, Angie, darling, love of my life - why on Earth did you give Peter an alarm clock?'
'Because he asked for one.'
Great, lovely - thanks for explaining that to the minority faction of my family that thinks quite strongly that the last thing any of my children need is a device to wake them up even earlier.
Apparently, Peter wants to surprise us by hiding his gift for us under the tree before we wake up. Again, it's obvious that Angie's faulty logic gene has unfortunately not skipped generations. Even on workdays, the animals are up before us, so why did Angie succumb to insanity? Because he asked for one.
Grams, Opa, Barb and Leif showed up at happy hour and shortly after dinner, they initiated the first wave of gift frenzy. Line up, boys!
Peter was the first to open THE BIG ONE, which for him was a scooter. Why? Because he asked for one.
It looks identical to the one he had stolen during Easter break, but hiking it to school since then has hopefully taught him to remember to lock this one up. Thanks Grams, thanks Opa!
David's BIG ONE was no surprise, he's only been yapping away about it since he was old enough to beg. That's right; he got the Nintendo 3DS XL. Thanks Grams, thanks Opa!
I still have my doubts as to whether or not we should be giving the game addict of the family a portable game console, but I'm a fan of social experiments, so let's watch this one together.
Tommy's BIG ONE was... well, actually, he didn't have one. He was racing all around the tree and screaming wildly at everything and anything that had his name on it.
At one point he opened a rather small package and came damn near to losing it.
'BATTERIES!!! PETER! DAVID! MOM! PAPA! LOOOOK! BATTERIES!!!!'
It was at this point that I went to say hi to Barb.
'Man! You always catch me with a bottle of wine.'
'It's that or the lamp shade - take your pick.'
The boys then split into groups to play with their new toys. This one, to be honest, was a little awkward.
'Peter, it's great that you love your scooter, but do you really need to hug it while you play with your new games?'
'Papa! You're not going to put this in your blog-thingy, are you?'
'No, of course not and as long as you're on that course of belief, can you put out cookies for Santa and some carrots for the reindeer?'
Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: That we got really good presents.
David: Christmas Eve and the Nintendo DS.
Tom: That I did get the Spiderman car-slide.
2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: I didn't have one.
David: That I couldn't play much on there.
Tom: Was that we could play not computer.
3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To see all that Santa bring me and my brothers.
David: Open some presents from Santa Clause.
Tom: Open the gifts from the Christmas Man.
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