Where's the Tylenol?
Christmas was great fun this year: Caleb's 1st Christmas and Norah's first Christmas where she really had a grasp on what was going on. Of course, as wonderful as it was, it was also pure chaos -- a mayhem of presents, over-excitement, and a few meltdowns throw in for good measure. But for all the madness, having Norah bounce on our bed Christmas morning proclaiming "Santa Claus! Santa Claus!" pretty much MADE the holiday.
Here's the rundown in pics:
Caleb and his mountain of gifts on Christmas Eve. Typical baby, he was mainly interested in paper and packaging.
Caleb "reading" one of his books.
Caleb chewing on one of his new toys.
Christmas morning -- Santa Claus! -- and Norah was a flurry of unwrapping. She loved her gifts, but it was the unwrapping itself which was most pleasurable to her.
The aftermath of Christmas morning: Paper, boxes, and presents strewn EVERYwhere.
Norah prepping for a Christmas morning walk: New sunglasses and her new princess Belle in the stroller. Her lips are also super glossed with about 18 layers of new lipgloss.
An unexpected favorite was a purple tu-tu that was a stocking stuffer. She wore it all day on Christmas day (with jeans and tee shirt), and she insisted on wearing it with her PJs to bed as well.
And today, we went to Sugar Sand Park in Boca (carousel, awesome park, and science explorium), and she paired the tu-tu with a Halloween tee, shorts, and princess Crocs. The girl has S-T-Y-L-E.
All in all, it was a fantastic holiday, but our house feels like a disaster zone, and I'm kinda counting down the hours until noon tomorrow when I drop both kids off at daycare again!