Christmas morning with a 3 year old and almost 2 year old is FUN. Serious fun. They get so excited about their new stuff and it’s just a total blur of energy and wrapping paper and “Oooooooh!”s. They don’t really care what they’ve gotten at this age, so they aren’t disappointed and they don’t know if it cost $50 or $0.50. Fun.
Because my husband is a minister and we had services Saturday evening and Sunday morning, we decided to do our Christmas on Saturday morning (Christmas Eve). We would have done it Sunday afternoon, but we were headed down to Tennessee that afternoon. Kind of a crazy busy schedule for Christmas, but I know many other families (Jamie’s included) had a similar schedule.
It always feels like I do at least one thing wrong at Christmas, so I have a few lessons to pass on to myself or perhaps you for next year:
- Plan Ahead. Somehow, I got it in my head that we would be able to do it all on Sunday. Yeah, sure. We would be able to get up, open presents and stockings, have a lovely breakfast, get ready for church, attend church, the boys would come home with a babysitter while my husband and I went to serve at the local food pantry, pack up the car, and head for TN. Ha! No, you really can’t do it all. We decided at the last minute we would do our Christmas on Christmas Eve, a definite change of plans.
- Get your camera ready. Because we hadn’t done Step #1, I wasn’t prepared to take all the photos and video I wanted. My memory card wasn’t emptied so I ran out of space after a few minutes and I had to start deleting older photos. Unfortunately, in all of the excitement, I accidentally hit the button to delete EVERYTHING on the card, after I had already taken video of the boys running out in their cute Christmas jammies and pictures of them opening their presents.
- Hide the Big Stuff. We bought the boys a Little Tikes work bench and it was unwrapped in the living room next to the wrapped presents. They were so fascinated by it (especially Spencer) that they couldn’t be bothered to open any other presents. We really should have hidden it in the playroom for a final reveal.
All in all, it was a great Christmas morning with our boys, despite the few hiccups we had. They were excited by the new toys, we were excited to see their excitement, and we got to spend all day on Saturday watching them play.
How was your Christmas? Did you learn any lessons the hard way?