But we had Christmas. The boy, bless his innocent little heart, believes in Santa. This year was the first year we left cookies and milk for Santa.

Luckily the cookies were still there when the boy came bounding down the stairs at 12:30 am, excited that Christmas morning was here, until it was explained to him that Santa hadn't come yet...to which he happily asked if that means he gets to meet Santa. :)
He also wrote a letter to Santa to say thank you and to let him know that he could take the letter with him.

Unfortunately Mommy didn't really understand that he meant Santa could take the letter, she thought it meant that Santa could take the cookies and milk, and so left the letter, resulting in tears the next morning.:(
But that was soon remedied by opening the stockings...

and then I carried on the tradition that my parents started with me-everyone had to get dressed and eat breakfast before opening presents (no waiting until 8:00 yet)

It was pretty good.
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Glad you're back and it sounds like you guys had a nice Christmas and a nice New Year! : )
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