Holiday Potpourri Or SomethingThis is what our house was like on Christmas:
Yes, that Penguin's throwback jersey is ridiculously sweet, but the puppy slippers should not be overlooked.
This marked a significant change in the holidays, because Eli's gift list was about 1/10 the size of last year. He wanted hockey equipment, hockey jerseys, and some choose your own adventure books. There wasn't much else, really. I think that's part of his transition into being an older kid, where the number of things he gets doesn't matter anymore.
He also acted differently when we got back from Shreveport this year. Usually, because his every whim is indulged by his grandmother while he's visiting, he acts totally spoiled for 2-3 days, then returns to normal. This year, though, that didn't happen. He was just himself the entire time.
We went out yesterday for dinner with his old babysitter and her new husband. She was talking out how something didn't work as well as she got older, and I said, "Nothing works as well when you get older."
Everyone laughed, and then Eli pointed at me and said, "Exhibit A!" Everyone laughed much harder then.
I got a special gift for Christmas this year. My mom made popcorn balls with Karo syrup. That's right--you know the mythical status of those delectable objects. It's one of the nicest, most thoughtful gifts I've ever gotten.