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Julia, 'Twas your very first Christmas, and you were such a good baby.
Aidan, 'twas your third, and 'twas a bit crazy.
That's the end of my attempt at a rhyming Christmassy poem.
But, this Christmas was epic. It deserves a poem. It goes in the record books! So, forgive me if I bust out into sporadic, awful rhyme. I can't help it.
First, we had a Christmas primer with your Godparents and Aunts and Uncles. We dub thee, Friendsmas.
Turkey, Stuffing, Twice Baked Potatoes, Sweet Potatoes, Veggies all potlucked.
Amazingly sweet gifts and cuddles for all of the kiddos (even young Asher, who celebrated his negative first Christmas in utero).
The boys got to play and watch Madagascar 3 and Toy Story 2 while the grown ups relaxed and stuffed their faces. Then, of course, presents and cookies and sugar highs!
Then, with a few days rest til Christmas eve, we worked out, stayed in, baked cookies and did as we please.
And off we did go, to Yaya's and Baba's (and Sandy's and Simon's with presents in tow).
Christmas eve pizza and fried cinnamon sugar donuts were had.
(a few too many by Aidan...and his Dad)
Gifts were shared, and so were great cuddles.
Julia got dolls, clothes and diapers (for puddles).
Aidan got a wagon, a hat and Toy Story Potatoes!
'Twas a wonderful night, that was over too soon. But we had to get home, before a young toddler turned into a loon.
(But we were a little too late...by the time we got home, Aidan, you were begging "Bedtime...please!!!!!!!!!!!")
But, on Christmas Eve a storm rolled in, and it rained and thundered and lightninged all night long. Harsh weather for Santa, and even harsher for Aidan (you were scared by the "scary wonder..."), but when we awoke on Christmas Morning....Santa was able to come to give gifts to both of you after all, even if he did eat too many cookies the night before!
Oh my Goodness! And what did Santa Bring us?
Santa delivered gifts in the living room...
...Gifts in the office...and a bit of inclement weather too...
And Santa even delivered gifts upstairs!
Aidan, you had to tell Jessie about the scary weather...
But the best gift of all was just being together on a rainy Christmas morning, together. It was about this moment that I realized how far we come as a family. There are 4 plus 2 pups of us now. We're all growing older and wiser (except for maybe the dogs, they probably maxed out on wisdom). Our first holiday season as a family with Julia, and we're doing pretty darn good.
It may have been gray and rainy outside...and a bit of rain inside, but there was some real magic on Christmas morning as we opened gifts and played the morning away. I mean, no present could be better than moments like these:
But Jessie potato head is pretty awesome. Probably a close second.
And then we headed out in the rain to Yaya and Baba's house for Christmas day lunch and family time, and the magic seemed to follow us.
First, the two of you got some great cuddle time with family, especially you, Miss Julia! Everyone wanted to get some Christmas snuggles with you! Aidan, everyone wanted snuggles with you too...but before your nap you were a bit too busy playing, trying not to nap, and watching Frosty The Snowman.
We opened gifts in a flurry of paper and hugs and thank yous and kisses.
And then the magic continued...what started as rain the night before got heavier and heavier and then turned into honest-to-goodness flurries of snow!
I scooped you up, Aidan, and ran outside to experience it with you. Pops came too and helped us capture the moment! It was beginning to snow! I was more excited than you were at this point.
But then, these flurries began to stick and gather and before you knew it. We had a White Christmas. A few hours later you and I went out again, and I couldn't get you to come inside!
You were in a winter wonderland!
Stomping the snow!
Throwing the snow!
EATING the snow!
If only there was a poetic, epic way for me to finish this off.
Oh, I got it:
'Twas Julia's first Christmas, and Aidan's third.
City-wide our laughter and merriment was heard.
We hung up our stockings and tucked you in tight.
A very Weinstein Christmas to all, and to all a good Weinstein Night!
