Friday night the 17th was "Christmas Eve" in Gig Harbor. We had a traditional Good Christmas Eve, minus church service, of course. (And, in recent years we've had clam chowder instead of oyster stew...a change I'm sorry to say I instigated.)
The next morning, as is Good family tradition, we opened stockings first thing, and then ate breakfast...and cleaned up the kitchen, and got dressed for the day. (All before opening presents.) As a child this was sometimes maddening, but as I got to be ten or eleven, I realized it built up the anticipation even more and I grew to love it. You could SEE all the presents under the tree and just wait and wonder. The excitement of the day lasted longer. I hope to do this with Laine, too.
We opened a few presents of Laine's and then she played a bit...and before we knew it, it was naptime. Naptime came a little earlier, due to the fact that the night we arrived was rough. Laine was in such a great mood that we kept her up until 9ish. She woke at 1:30 and cried and cried. I rocked her for about an hour and a half, as each time I tried to put her in the crib she resisted. My dad relieved me and was finally able to get her down some time after...but then she woke again less than an hour later and Jayson took the next shift. He rocked her and then once he realized she was not going to get back in the crib, he took her downstairs and slept with her in the recliner (she slept, he dozed). No one got much sleep that night...and my dad and Jayson were getting up early to go to Rotary!
Once Laine went down for her nap, we opened our presents, as she wasn't too interested in what was going on. She had been much more involved in walking around and around the dining room/hallway/family room circuit, and running the length of the kitchen + laundry room.
Playing with her ducky walker.
Taking a break from opening presents to
wrestle with an old bear of Mommy's.
Tickle Me Elmo!
While Laine was a little afraid of Elmo and his movement at first, she gave him lots of kisses and hugs when he wasn't busy giggling and wiggling. (She loves him now!)
Another break from presents to rock in Mommy's old rocking
chair. (Or really, attempting to stand up in...)
Daddy playing with Laine's new toys.
Busy playing with Potsy, her new talking pot.
After a delicious dinner of standing rib roast, party potatoes and peppermint ice cream, we spent a relaxing evening together. The next day we enjoyed a nice walk in the harbor and headed out around the time Laine would nap. She fell asleep quickly! What a wonderful "Christmas" we had--such special memories!
Exhausted after leaving Grandma and Grandpa's--Laine was
asleep before we got to Tacoma Boys!