Today as my children peacefully play with their nice shiny new toys, I think about my parents and how I never gave them enough credit! This shit is hard. Christmas eve was wonderful and amazing as always. We baked cookies, and read stories. Our tradition is that we never leave the house on Christmas Eve and just have family time.
That wasn’t the hard part though. It was the trying to get my very excited kids to go to sleep. Oh my, that was awful! As a kid I remember being so anxious that we would awaken at 3 am to open presents and my parents would actually let us! Mini me was the hardest to get to sleep and kept waking up the other kids.
Once we thought she had finally drifted off to sleep . we started wrapping gifts. It was 10pm after all, surely she had fallen asleep. Well when we heard her coming through the kitchen that my husband had barricaded off. Yes we were that desperate to get things assembled and get some sleep, so we barricaded all entrances, or so we thought. We hear Mini me say, I seen the box to the Calico Critter tree house I wanted! Well Shit, that was her Santa present.
What did we do you ask? We just put that baby back to bed without saying a word. I thought this is it! this is the year we ruin Santa for our babies! At 5yo she is smart and can figure that one out. Finally at 11pm she was sound asleep and we could continue. The husband opened Buddy’s city skyways and it was in about fifty pieces. I just simply looked at him and said have fun! WE finished wrapping and then I went off to bed somewhere around midnight. The hubby up later assembling that toy!
The next morning at 6am I hear the excited voices say mommy it’s morning! Santa Came!!! Thank the freaking lord we didn’t ruin Santa for her! She must have forgotten all about what she had seen! We unwrapped gifts and the kids smiled at what they had received. It never ceases to amaze me the hings that little ones are grateful for. We didn’t spend a ton of money and they each got one 30 dollar gift with the rest costing no more than ten dollars. They Loved all of them and were so happy to get them! It makes me feel silly for ever worrying that it wasn’t enough! Sassy even went to say it was the Best Christmas ever! I love these little ones so much!
So here I am thankful for all the work my parents put in to Christmas eve each year. You never truly understand what a parent goes through until you have experienced it yourself. So to my parents, thank you for loving us enough to let us open gifts at 3am, keeping the magic alive and always making us feel like we were rich even when we weren’t. We were rich in Love and happiness and that is truly what Christmas is about!