We were very lucky to be able to spend this Christmas with both sets of Grandparents and my brother Jeff. We began the celebration on Christmas Eve, when we hosted dinner at our house. We then went to church, where we were treated to Alexander's "Silent Night" solo, Chris and Benjamin's bell choir, and the children's choir singing two anthems. I stayed at church to play bells for the other two services, but I hear that the boys were asleep by 10PM. Not bad for Christmas Eve.
The next morning the boys were up before 6 AM. Since mom and dad are sleeping in the living room, we told them not to wake the adults before 7. Would you believe they followed directions and played in their room for an hour? We FINALLY opened presents at 7, much to their relief. Church at 10, followed by lunch back at our house. Then it was off to the Weinrich grandparents' house to open more presents and have dinner with our good friends the Larsons. Wonderful food, great friends, fellowship, and even some caroling. You should hear our version of "Oh, Holy Night." It's unforgettable. Ah, the joys of Christmas. May it never end.
But, lest I forget, within all of this fun family time, there was Chris crawling through the boys' window to help reposition the collapsed bunk bed (yes, Benjamin managed to dislodge it by laying on the bottom bunk and pushing it up with his feet), the boys arguing incessantly as to which of their 5 new DVD's they would watch, tears and more tears from Benjamin when Alexander insisted on playing with his remote control VW Bug without sharing, and Jonathan obsessing over presents, turning into a little greedy gimme-gimme child for the day. Ah, the joys of Christmas! I'm glad it is over!