Where is Santa?
To say that our Christmas was wonderfully awesome would be a gross understatement. The boys had a great day, we spent part of the day with my amazing in-laws and Jim and I had the best time watching our boys enjoy their day.
Since this was the first year that Jack really “got” Santa, we had been talking a lot about Santa and when he would be coming. Jack knew that Santa would be coming and leaving presents after he went to sleep Saturday night. He was excited because he had asked Santa for a choo-choo train and Bash, Dash, and Ferdinand (his favorite Thomas trains).
I’m not sure if it was excitement, but Jack woke early on Christmas morning. Like 6:00 am early. He had to go to the bathroom. After a quick trip, I walked him back to his room and he told me that he was going back to sleep until it was light outside. Not 10 minutes later he came back to our room asking when it was gonna be light out. I told him about an hour. He wasn’t happy, so I told him that he could come lay on our bed and watch tv until his brother woke up. The husband and I dozed until 7:15 when Jack started asking to go downstairs. I went and woke Xander and then we headed down the steps.
Santa had left all the presents in our family room, which is just to the right at the bottom of our stairs. Not surprisingly, our Christmas tree is in that room, basically at the bottom of the steps. Every morning Jack comes down the steps and comments on the tree lights being off or on. Then he turns and heads to the dining room to see if the lights on that tree are off or on. On Christmas morning, he went down the stairs, commented on the tree lights being on, completely ignored the piles of presents and then headed to the dinning room to check on that tree.
Once he confirmed that those lights were on, I heard the question that made my day. ”Where is Santa?” Apparently, the boy-child took us very literally when we said that Santa was coming. He fully expected that Santa would be waiting for him Christmas morning. He was not pleased when I said that Santa wasn’t here but maybe he should go look in the family room for presents. Fortunately his disappointment was short-lived because when he saw what Santa left, he was speechless.
Xander enjoyed his first Christmas where he wasn’t a tiny baby that needed held the entire morning. He laughed and giggled as he unwrapped presents. He played with the train table and then he discovered the COOLEST.THING.EVER. Guys, did you know that a lot of presents come in boxes? And you know what boxes are good for, right? They are perfect for sitting on!
Sitting, standing, getting on, getting off. Xander spent the better part of 30 minutes playing with boxes. He had a blast!
The rest of the morning was spent playing, sleeping and more playing. We couldn’t have asked for a better day. Even if Santa wasn’t waiting for us when we came downstairs.
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