Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house were old toys all over the living room that mommy had to put away to make room for the new.
I had to tiptoe putting the Santa presents underneath our Charlie Brown Christmas Tree because my little boy hadn't been sleeping well--not since we inflated his Christmas Caroler friends outside our window. (He's afraid of the larger than life Santa with his Frosty and Reindeer Friend. Even though we haven't inflated them since the first week of December, he's still afraid...)
Then, when it seemed not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse, my little boy woke up. "Mommy, mommy, mommy!" he shouted in his typical past midnight routine. He was screeching, which could only mean one thing...he was thinking about those spooky inflatable Christmas Carolers again.
My husband rescued him from his crib and brought Lil' Lewie downstairs..."...but what if he sees his presents?" I asked, worried that Christmas morning was going to be completely ruined.
Daddy decided not to put any lights on, and so he put Lil' Lewie in his playpen where he fell fast asleep with Daddy lying down next to him on the couch. Yay! Christmas was saved!
The next morning, Lil' Lewie woke up, thrilled to see presents by his playpen, and he played, and he played, and he played...
Then, if life wasn't already very, very good, I made brownies and let little guy lick the batter...
And finally, after visiting with both my family and my husband's family, I got a few pictures of my little guy in his Christmas outfit.
Here's to a wonderful holiday that honestly couldn't have gone any better...All the anticipation and days of preparation were well worth it. If my little guy didn't know what to expect this year, he now sure does know about the magic of Christmas.
I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday!