As most of you predicted, things really did come together. But only after complete focus on the tasks at hand.
I mentioned yesterday that I pretty much began and completed my Christmas shopping in two days. These last two days. For whatever reason I have a hard time buying gifts early. I seem to think that I may find something bigger and better down the road, so I buy nothing until crunch time.
I’d also saved most of my baking til the last minute, due to working overtime, defending my territory with lasers, and, well, last minute Christmas shopping.
So I woke early Christmas Eve morning and hit the ground running. Really. I went running. After 6 days of not being able to for various reasons, I was thrilled to be bundled up and out on the streets.
The fun continued as I baked 4 types of cookies, made peppermint and regular Oreo truffles, and mixed up some peanut butter krispie treats.
I rewarded my hard work (who am I kidding, it was great fun!) with my favorite lunch, then I locked myself in my room to wrap all the presents. Well, at least the ones that would be needed first. The days of opening pajamas on Christmas Eve are long over, since the boys never wear them, and Mario is content with her t-shirts and shorts, but the idea is still the same. Their Christmas Eve gift will be something they can wear… socks, boxers, shirts, slippers, etc.
With those wrapped and a few others to boot, I donned my church outfit, gathered the family, and headed to church. Gotta love the children’s mass… crying babies, babbling toddlers and anxious parents, all crowded shoulder to shoulder in the pews. But hearing Christmas songs sung by the sweet voices of school kids while Mario played the piano for them made it all worthwhile.
So yes, it all came together. We exchanged our non-Santa gifts after church and enjoyed our traditional Christmas Eve meal of chili, egg nog and way too many cookies.
My heart swelled as I watched the kids exchange gifts, proud and impressed of how well they know each other, and how thoughtful they can be. And before “going to bed”, I received hugs and I Love You’s from them all.
Once they were behind closed doors, Santa distributed the scavenger hunt clues while Mrs. Claus wrapped the rest of the presents, and distributed them under the tree.
Minutes before the clock struck Christmas Day, I crawled wearily into bed, content with the knowledge that I was finally ready for the big day, and thrilled that I would be able to sit back and enjoy it.