It's January 5th. I can still talk about Christmas, right?
After Madalyn's visit to the ER on Christmas Eve to get her splint. We did manage to get ourselves to church. Where Madalyn could proudly show off her arm. And tell the Pastor how I didn't believe her. And we got to listen to Katie play "I wonder as I wander" during the service.
After church we went home to cook dinner. And usually we have a Thanksgiving redux. I am not sure why as I do not like Thanksgiving food. So this year we did things a little differently. My mom had gotten us steaks from Omaha steaks. So, Michael grilled those. Grilled some asparagus. And I made Pioneer Woman's twice baked potatoes. It was all rather delish.
And then the girls got to open their first Christmas gift. It's always pajamas. And it's always matching. Madalyn was told by the doctor to not use her hand. So, she tried to open her package with her feet. She was rather miffed that I got them matching clothes. Really miffed. Which got me rather exasperated. Once a year I can get them to match. When it's my idea. Now, next year, I think that Katie will fully be entrenched in junior sizes. So matching will be a thing of the past. Can we have a moment of silence? I am still grieving the loss of Gymboree clothes.
I might need another moment.
Sigh. Okay. I think we can move on now.
The kids put on their pajamas.
I am not even sure what happened then. But I managed to tame them for a moment. Except that they felt the need to channel the Rockettes. Before they could pose with Santa's cookies. And then they were sent to bed.
And when they got up the next morning. They were surprised with the best Christmas gift.
They quickly figured out how to work it. And Santa was kind enough to hook all the stuff up so it was ready to play. They played wii sports. They played Cooking Mama. They played Sims Castaway. And
I they became rabidly addicted to Sims.
And then we opened Mario Kart. That Heather told Santa to bring to them. And now. Mario Kart is all that we play. Even Madalyn. Who figured out how to drive with a cast on her arm. (Yep. She graduated from a splint to a cast.)
We even got my mom to play. She keeps looking for the blue hair lane. And driving cautiously. Sometimes she actually wins.
But you know what? There was more. There was another gift. It was the best evah. Here are the girls with it on Christmas morning.
It's a stroller. But no ordinary stroller.
It's a kitty stroller. Yes, really. A stroller meant for the kitties. It's got mesh viewing windows. And it zips so that they cannot escape.
I am not sure if it was the best Christmas gift for the girls. Who can now take the kitties out on walks. Or if it was the best for the kitties.
Those same kitties who now sit in the stroller. And cry to be taken out for a walk.
ETA: Yes...the kitties really do LOVE that stroller. My mother will not reveal how much she paid...but I really didn't think they'd go for being zipped in it. On the first walk of the day, one kitty did freak out. She was let out. And she stood at our glass front door and watched her sister go on a walk. She cried. She felt left out. Really. And now they both are constantly clamoring for walks. I swear that these kitties are really dogs in disguise.
So...what about you? What was the favorite gift this year? Do you have a wii or game system? Do you have a favorite game? Have you entered the contest?
Theme song: Julie Andrews - I wonder as I wander. Because it is still Christmas. At least until tomorrow.