Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Christmas

This year Santa was on a budget. We knew exactly what we wanted to get the boys and how much everything would cost. We watched ads and online sales to get the best deals.

One of the deal we got was a train table and set online. We ordered it 10 days before Christmas and made sure it would arrive in time for Santa to put it together.

Here is my problem with delivery drivers: they are generally in a hurry and don't care about the package as long as it is delivered somewhere.

Luckily, our package was delivered to the right address. I had put a blanket out and a sign on the door asking the deliver driver not to ring the doorbell. I didn't want the boys to see it if the package has a picture on it. Of course the driver rang the bell and the boys rushed to see what it was. I was lucky the box didn't have anything but a label.

Patrick, my husband, took the box up to our room and we opened it to make sure everything was in there including more than one train. We knew the boys would fight if they didn't each have a train of their own. I told Patrick the reviews said it take 4 hours to put together. He was sure he could do it in less time and waited until Christmas Eve.

On Christmas Eve I came home from services around 1am. He had everything open and had only gotten two drawers done. I got everything else down under the tree including gifts from Santa and us. I put the cookie crumbs and empty milk glass on the table, made sure everything was just right. I went to bed at 2:30am and Patrick was still putting the table together.

At 3:45am Patrick came to bed. At 5:50am the boys woke up and found thier presents. Mark had just had surgery a couple days before and now had a fever. He didn't want anything to do with the presents. Luke and Daniel were ecstatic. They opened everything and played with everything.

Patrick, Mark and I went back to bed for a couple hours. When we woke up and came back down Mark was ready to open some presents but saw the train table and fell in love. He fought his fever to be able to play with his choo choo table.

Honestly, it was worth the lack of sleep to see their faces, especially when one fought to be able to play with his new favorite toy.

Merry Christmas!

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