That space between laughter and tears...yeah, I didn't ever find that space this Christmas eve. I stayed pretty much on the tears side but first lets cover the laughs.
Each Christmas Eve the big jolly man leaves something on the tree for our pets. The obese hamster (who has been slimming down due to a New Years resolution to lay off the sunflower seeds) gets a full sized walnut. The cat gets a laser pointer. This year Santa had a brand new bag, literally. After Fred the Gecko joined us we discovered that Fred's most loved thing in the world is crickets. I felt like this was incredibly hilarious as I tied a ribbon around a bag of live, jumping crickets. The main problem was that the cat REALLY wanted to chase live crickets around the house, live crickets chirp, and Santa puts these pet gifts on the tree.
If you can't see why this would produce a really funny situation let me re-state it:
Live crickets on the tree, chirping in the middle of the night with a 9 month old kitten hearing the crickets on the tree and wanting to chase them. First we tried tying the bag tightly to the tree - No go. Then we tried locking the kitten upstairs - really no go. So we hid the crickets under the sink and figured we'd get up super early while she was asleep to put them on the tree. That worked just fine and the tree was still standing Christmas morning - Bonus.
The tears. See that letter in the photo next to the crickets? That is the last letter Santa will write to my children. Because they no longer believe. What do you say to your children, from Santa when they know it's you and they wish it wasn't?
I spent a very long time pondering this and what I came up with was the hardest thing I've ever written to date....I will post it separately, it deserves it's own space. It was hard to let go, oh so hard.
Christmas morning still was full of excitement even the cat was excited, probably because she could hear the crickets....My favorite part of the day...Tyler really wanted a BB Gun but never thought he would get one. He always said if he had a BB gun he'd want a Justin Beiber poster for target practice. Well we decided that sounded like fun. Christmas morning when he opened a Justin Beiber poster he knew exactly what was in the gift tied to it and he freaked out! It was awesome seeing him get so excited!
Jake was dying for a couple wii games and Ninjago legos, we were happy to comply, I love legos like nobody's business so I was thrilled to have a new lego lover in the family.
Funny side note---yes that is our T.V. It is as small as it looks. If it concerns you that our TV is less than 1,000 inches across let me tell you couple things about our family that will ease you mind about how "deprived" we must be.
We made a decision a long time ago that Television would not be part of our lives. We do not now, nor will we ever have cable. I don't recognize the names of the shows people watch on TV because I've never seen them and my life moves forward very peacefully. I would rather spend my evenings interacting with the people sitting next to me than zoning out. That being said. I love movies and we do watch our share of those. Not enough to warrant a TV that could feed a small country, so we stick with our perfectly fine, working TV.
That being said, my disclaimer is this...if ever the cable company offers a way for Brian to see football, me to see basketball, and everyone to watch baseball without all the garbage and add on channels, I will be purchasing whatever TV makes me feel like I'm courtside at a Jazz game the next morning. :) Everyone has their weaknesses.
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