It was simple, on budget and completely wonderful.

The girl flew in, we ate out, did a little shopping, and watched Elf. Christmas Eve we wrapped presents, baked cookies, and watched Elf. Christmas Morning T woke Mr. Fun up at 6am by tapping his head. We told him he had to go back to bed, he lost his cool for a bit, it was a rough start to our morning. I tried to remain calm knowing that soon I'll have kids that I have to wake Christmas morning. I told him to face the wall and when he had a better attitude he could turn around and we would talk. While he was doing that I was starting coffee and texting the two older kids to see if they were awake, they weren't. So at 6:40 I woke them and our Christmas morning began.
I always worry that my kids are going to be disappointed and wish for more, they never do. Dub put his arm around me around at 8pm and said " I had a really good Christmas, thank you." How could I not feel so much pride that my heart swelled to full capacity? Well, later G said this was one of the best Christmases.

I am so glad I was able to scale way back, make this day less about the gifts and more about family and friends without my kids expecting more.

The girl flew in, we ate out, did a little shopping, and watched Elf. Christmas Eve we wrapped presents, baked cookies, and watched Elf. Christmas Morning T woke Mr. Fun up at 6am by tapping his head. We told him he had to go back to bed, he lost his cool for a bit, it was a rough start to our morning. I tried to remain calm knowing that soon I'll have kids that I have to wake Christmas morning. I told him to face the wall and when he had a better attitude he could turn around and we would talk. While he was doing that I was starting coffee and texting the two older kids to see if they were awake, they weren't. So at 6:40 I woke them and our Christmas morning began.
I always worry that my kids are going to be disappointed and wish for more, they never do. Dub put his arm around me around at 8pm and said " I had a really good Christmas, thank you." How could I not feel so much pride that my heart swelled to full capacity? Well, later G said this was one of the best Christmases.

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