December 27, 2009 |  Category:   family holidays


It’s fun, but not like I remember it as a little kid. Not to be such a downer, but somewhere around the time when I became a teenager, Christmas Day actually became somewhat anti-climatic. I used to LOVE the weeks leading up to Christmas – the anticipation, the shopping, the decorating, the city, but I couldn’t help but feel a bit let down on the actual day. It got really depressing when Mark had to work every Christmas for 5 years. It was just me and the kids for much of the day and I started to dread it just a little bit. So maybe this feeling is just a leftover sentiment from years past. Maybe it feels a bit empty because there isn’t other family around – Mark’s old restaurant work schedule and now the business makes it a bit impossible to travel at this time of year.

The girls, on the other hand, were all bubbly with excitement the moment they woke up and tore through the presents as soon as we gave them the go ahead. We had a really nice breakfast, and I mean a real breakfast with scones, eggs, sausage and hash potatoes, not the quick dump-cereal-in-your-bowl variety that has ruled the mornings every day for so long. We drove to the burbs for more presents. And I promise, in case you think I’m insane for writing such a lukewarm Christmas post, it gets better. I promise. More soon.

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  • Annie From Seattle December 27, 2009 at 2:19 am

    Holy moley….don’t know about the rest of the day but Mia’s pajamas are the coolest jammies I’ve ever seen!

  • kamana December 27, 2009 at 7:01 am

    oh the joy on their little faces!

  • .amanda. December 27, 2009 at 1:23 pm

    I am in agreement! I have been thinking this year that perhaps when I start my own family, I can get back in to the excitement of Christmas day…it is, in the end, the memories that we make as families.

    [have you seen the movie “away we go”? it was a real eye opener for me that no matter what, it you and your love and your family that matters in the end]