And it passed so quickly, and with so much fanfare and hullaballoo, that when it came time to take down the tree, the stockings, the lights and the decorations, we cried! It was that much fun. (Look at those happy girls!)
This year was the first year that both girls were really excited about the holiday. Hazel really "got it," and was very excited about making and giving presents to friends and family. She asked thoughtful questions about the meaning of Christmas and Chanukkah and Kwanzaa, and pointed out - very astutely - that they are all basically about being thankful for life as we know it. Can I just say that I love that she knows what Kwanzaa is?
As usual the girls raked in the booty, but this year, Mike and I made the conscious decision to get them gifts that they could play with together. They got art supplies, a rockin' new kite, a playhouse for the backyard, board games, and a few assorted other goodies, including a new dress and pair of tights for each girl. We opened presents, had breakfast, and then passed the rest of the day with friends, where a giant potluck dinner and basement karaoke party were lwhat made the holiday one of our most memorable as a family.
We rang in the new year in SoCal, which is always a good time. The time for us to move down there is drawing near, I think. Each time we go down there, it's harder to leave. We have such a great thing going on here, it's hard to even imagine leaving... and yet, the magnetic draw of family is pulling us in a different direction. Who knows what 2008 will bring?