My Favorite Day of the Year

Well, it's come and gone in a tangle of wrapping paper, boxes, bags, and those annoying twisties manufacturers use to thwart every parent who is hurrying to unpackage their children's toys.

The boys woke us up around 7:30 a.m., which isn't bad really, except we didn't get to be on Christmas Eve until after 1:30. Our oldest ended up vomiting phlegm until after midnight. I had him change his shirt and get on his bottom bunk while I cleaned up the mess. Then, because I wanted him to look cute for Christmas morning pictures, I had to throw his new pajama top into the washer and dryer.

Thank goodness Santa didn't come until well after midnight!

Our children were, as usual, spoiled beyond belief. Those elves must have worked overtime this last year! They got the two big gifts they had each asked for (remote control trucks and a PS2 for the whole family to enjoy) as well as several smaller presents. The only things they showed little enthusiasm for were the clothes. Go figure.

My hubby seemed to like his gifts, although I always feel bad because he spends way more on me than I do on him. Even when we agree on a set amount. Not that I'm complaining. I love being spoiled.

So, what did I get this year, you ask? Lots of goodies. I had created an Amazon.com Wish List and my hubby used it! He ordered the following from the site:

Books:
Ancient Egyptian Magic by Bob Brier.
Elements of Fiction Writing: Characters and Viewpoints by Orson Scott Card
Elements of Fiction Writing: Plot by Ansen Dibell

Movies:
Blade
Blade II
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

These weren't the only things he got me but I don't want to brag. LOL

All in all, we had a fabulous holiday. I hope you did, too!

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