I don't know how he does it every year, but Santa did it again. He traveled around the globe in one night and stopped by our house along the way. Heath and I set our alarm for Christmas morning. We wanted to be awake to see Jacob's reaction when he saw what Santa left for him under the tree. The alarm went off, but we didn't get up. Too....early. Jacob was still sound asleep, so we went with plan B: go back to sleep and wait for Jacob to wake us up. About an hour later, I heard shuffling in the hallway, then heard a small crash in Jacob's room. Jacob was mumbling something about seeing Santa. He had already seen the presents under the Christmas tree. He ran back to his room to open his blinds, hoping to catch a glimpse of the jolly old man himself. Santa had been in our house and Jacob could not believe it! The crash I heard was a toy falling down. Jacob was standing on it so he could reach the cord to open the blinds. Clever.
We grabbed the cameras and headed to the living room. Annabelle was still curled up in her bed, very much asleep. Waking her up before she is ready never leads to good things, so we let her be while Jacob emptied his stocking.
Another hour passed and Jacob's patience was wearing thin. His sister was STILL asleep and it was torture for him waiting on her to open his gifts. We all ran to her room yelling, "Merry Christmas, Annabelle!" That did the trick. She was still sleepy-eyed, but got over the crankiness when we told her Santa had left gifts under the Christmas tree. She ran into the living room, took one look at her new kitchen and said, "Oooooooooooh! Toys!!!!"
We noticed the plate of goodies we left for Santa was empty. The carrots had been nibbled on down to the ends and only a few cookie crumbs remained. The milk was gone too. Underneath the empty glass, we found a letter from Santa telling Jacob and Annabelle thank you for the treats. I think Jacob thought it was cool to get a letter from Santa. He's been reading the letter over and over all week. The fact that he can read so well now still blows me away.
After the letter, we moved on to Annabelle's stocking.
Then the rest of the gifts....
They each got a little lantern. They love lights and flashlights. They like to put blankets over themselves or crawl underneath the covers on the bed and turn on a flashlight, pretending they're in a tent.
Working together is fun...when you're opening presents!
The biggest question of the morning? Did Santa bring Jacob the space shuttle he wanted -- the space shuttle he had been talking about for weeks? Was it under the tree? Had Jacob been good enough? All questions were answered with one quick rip of the snowman wrapping paper.
"My space shuttle," he exclaimed. "I love it!" Boy, does he ever. He hasn't stopped playing with this thing since the second we took it out of the box.
Funny story: Before Christmas, we talked quite a bit about how Santa wouldn't bring presents if Jacob and Annabelle misbehaved too much. They knew they needed to be good or they might not get anything. Well, as we were looking through our pictures from Christmas morning, Jacob said,"You know what? Santa brought me presents even though I was a little bit bad. That's weird!"
Annabelle loves her kitchen and has definitely been keeping herself busy cooking, stirring, washing dishes, etc... In fact, later Christmas morning, she climbed up onto the bathroom counter, grabbed the handsoap, and poured it into her play sink. She came to me after the fact with soap all over her hands saying, "Wash hands. Wash dishes." I just laughed...and grabbed a roll of paper towels to wipe up the mess.
It was a wonderful Christmas morning. The kids played with their toys and Heath made us pumpkin waffles for breakfast on our new waffle iron. We stuck a candle in one and sang happy birthday to Jesus. We had tons of fun, but the fun wasn't over yet. More was yet to come.......
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