Hubby and I finally made it to bed about 12:30am Christmas morning.
The blissful escape of sleep was short lived however, when I heard an excited voice in the distance. It took every ounce of energy I could muster to pry my eye, my right one to be exact, open a few millimeters and cringed when I saw the red, bleary-eyed but brightly smiling face of Jacob above my bed as he happily exclaimed that Santa had come!
Then to my utter horror and dismay, he scampered off to tell the others. We hoarsely called after him not to wake anyone up and I breathed a deep sigh of relief that none of the girls woke to his excited calling.
Joseph however, got up and the boys just couldn't tear themselves away from the tree.
Finally Hubby put them back in their bedrooms where I hoped they'd go back to sleep. But when I got up with Jackson an hour later, and an hour after that, I could hear the boys still awake and playing in their bedroom.
Sadly, it was 6:30am when Savannah and Alayna were up and checking out the footprints and presents. Claira managed to hold onto sleep a bit longer, but soon the posse was out in full force.
Because this is what four hours of interrupted sleep looks like on me.
It ain't pretty.
Oh please little man! I have no sympathy for you and your cute little yawn. You weren't any better at letting me sleep than your crazy brothers!
Since the anxious and rather ravenous crowd of kiddies were fighting over the closet spot to the tree, we finally had to "draw the line" and told them stay behind it.
Luckily, it actually worked!
As is tradition, we open one gift at a time, starting from the youngest and working our way up to the oldest.
The first present was handed out and...
After that it was a flurry of wrapping paper and boxes.
Some gifts were spot on with little heart desires.
Last came the stockings.
Candy, socks, new winter gloves... and cheese.
A whoooooooooooooooole lot of cheese.
Hubby got several rather awesome things this year, but perhaps the one he enjoyed the most is his new toy.
After everything was opened, the gifts were thoroughly enjoyed for the rest of the day.
Savannah's first attempt at pottery!
Eh, hopefully it will turn out better next time.
As for Jackson, well, he completely enjoyed the day too.
I was thoroughly envious.
Hubby also tried out his new toy.
We have lift-off!
The kids loved it as much as he did!
However, the house was too small to really fly it in, so that afternoon we took it to a large empty building and flew it around until Hubby got the hang of it.
By mid afternoon, we figured it was time to bust out one last surprise gift for the family.
This is something that Hubby and I have been saving and budgeting for for a very loooooooooong time.
Saving and budgeting, saving and budgeting. We won't buy anything unless we can pay in full up front. (with the obvious exception of the house and vehicles)
However, in light of Jackson's upcoming surgery and the unexpected expenses there, as well as a few other things, we almost put getting this on hold, but decided after Hubby found a really nice used one, to go ahead and get it, using the money we had long ago been setting aside.
Our children are getting older and we wanted something that they whole family could play with and Hubby hopes build fond family memories with.
And so, we are the proud owners of a four-wheeler!
Go us! Needless to say, the children were beyond thrilled!
There has been quite a bit of this going on around here.
Despite everything, we had a blessed Christmas.