i will now pick up where i left off, with eating cinnamon rolls just after ripping into everything santa and bubba and pap had given them. if you missed part one, click here.
so, after cleaning up from the shredded confetti of colorful paper, and trying to convince they boys they did not need every single present opened at once, we settled into waiting for the rest of the family to show up. it was a long night for those that played santa, as in my hubby and his dad, so while they napped, i tried to help bubba with dinner.
then all of my sister-in-laws showed up with all their kids. and we all exchanged presents with each other and all the young ones. and then set up dinner and ate and cleaned up. and there was toasting and deliciousness and cuteness and fun. and i probably wouldn't have gotten through all of it if they hadn't needed ice, because i was able to graciously volunteer to run for it, which enabled me to score free coffee from sheetz.
and then everybody went to visit with all the other family they had to go and see. and suddenly it seemed so quiet and late and everybody was ready for bed, even though it was only 6pm. so instead we sat down with the kids and watched the first two "home alone" movies, which my hubby has always loved, and "mr. popper's penguins," which the boys thought was hilarious. and that was christmas day.
we got up on the 26th, and i packed and got everything ready to go, because we were supposed to do a christmas dinner at my moms' that night. and then we waited. and waited. and waited.
see, my father-in-law is a skilled mechanic. and on saturday he had started fixing the breaks on our van. but the one part was wrong, and he needed something different. but the store closed early on saturday, and wasn't open on sunday, and so we needed to wait until monday for him to finish. it was supposed to be quick and easy, and we were hoping to be on the road by noon, 1pm at the latest.
unfortunately, something was wrong. and he tried to fix it. then he took the parts off and got different parts. and then he tried again. and something was still wrong. and he took it all apart again, and tried something else. and nothing was working. and it was getting late. we were supposed be at my moms' by 4pm, but it was 4 and we hadn't even left yet. and then it was 5pm, and he still didn't know what was wrong.
in the end we had to borrow my sister-in-law's car, and finally were able to leave. and we eventually got to my moms', even though we were almost 5 hours late. and the kids were understandably moody, because i had given them snacks, but made them wait to eat so we could actually have christmas dinner with my moms and sisters like we were supposed to, which finally happened just after 9pm. and they were overly excited to see everything else santa had left for them. and it just spiraled out of control, fluctuating between wanting more presents and not wanting anymore christmas ever.
well after such a fun and eventful day, we all slept in very late. and we still made it to my dad's in time for our planned christmas celebration with him on the 27th. it was nice and laid back and it was just good to hang out without having to worry about what was coming next, because it was the last christmas of the season.
and the kids made out like crazy on the presents front. so many toys and games and clothes. so much that we didn't actually open everything. and i'm not really sure we will open everything until we have a house of our own to put it all in.
all in all, things went better than i thought they would. monday was the only day that things got a little out of hand. and that was the day the kids ended up overly stimulated and tired. otherwise the boys did very well. fishie behaved like any almost two year old would.
so i'm thankful that we had a happy and safe holiday.
but mostly i'm thankful i don't have to worry about christmas for a whole year.