all I can say is yay. Christmas is over. Now before you go calling me a Scrooge let me tell you why.
I have a 9 year old son who loves gifts. He just had his birthday and is already telling me what he wants for his next birthday. He gets so wrapped up in the season that he can't slow down.
In fact, at Christmas 2003 he woke us up at 4:30 in the morning! We were only able to put him off by 1 hour so we were done all the unwrapping by 7AM. That made for a long day - especially when you've invited the family over for the traditional turkey dinner with all the fixings.
So this year we did things a little different - we had Christmas dinner on Christmas eve, and prepared what's called a "Wife Saver Breakfast" for Christmas morning - basically you throw this thing in the oven before opening gifts and after your done with the festivities you have a baked breakfast that's ready to eat.
So anyways, this year we were prepared - dinner was out of the way and breakfast for the big day was ready. We even had to stay up a little later than usual this year to ensure Santa wasn't caught by an excited boy. And guess what?
He slept until 7:30. Who would have thunk it?
I have a 9 year old son who loves gifts. He just had his birthday and is already telling me what he wants for his next birthday. He gets so wrapped up in the season that he can't slow down.
In fact, at Christmas 2003 he woke us up at 4:30 in the morning! We were only able to put him off by 1 hour so we were done all the unwrapping by 7AM. That made for a long day - especially when you've invited the family over for the traditional turkey dinner with all the fixings.
So this year we did things a little different - we had Christmas dinner on Christmas eve, and prepared what's called a "Wife Saver Breakfast" for Christmas morning - basically you throw this thing in the oven before opening gifts and after your done with the festivities you have a baked breakfast that's ready to eat.
So anyways, this year we were prepared - dinner was out of the way and breakfast for the big day was ready. We even had to stay up a little later than usual this year to ensure Santa wasn't caught by an excited boy. And guess what?
He slept until 7:30. Who would have thunk it?
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