Merry Christmas!

Christmas was awesome this year.  Not only did we get to celebrate with two amazing children, but we got to experience Bryson’s first Christmas where he sort of understood what was happening.  He knows who Santa is, he understands how to open presents with lightning speed (whether they are his or not), and he got to wake up to a Santa visit.  I’m not sure he quite figured out that Santa came, but it was exciting to see his reaction either way.

 

Both the kids got all kinds of wonderful things from our family and Santa.  Bryson hit the jack pot on toys, and Kylie hit the jack pot with both toys and outfits.  The outfits she got came complete with head bows, bibs and socks to match, of course.  I have restrained myself at least four times since Christmas from doing a fashion show with all her new clothes.  She would be fine it with for the first two or three, but I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t stand for much more.  I’m so thankful for all Bryson’s new toys, because he was getting easily tired of his “old” ones.  They just didn’t hold his attention very long, so the new toys benefit the entire Arbuckle household. 

Christmas nap with Daddy

One of Bryson's favorite things is socks, of all things.  Sometimes he will take them off and put them on several times before he's satisfied with the end result.  If he finds any lone socks in his bed, he is sure to put them on.  One morning when Mike was changing him when he woke up, he took a sock off only to find Bryson had a sock on underneath that one.  When Mike took that one off, he had another sock underneath that one!  So he was rocking three socks on one foot.  Why not?  He also loves to put them on upside down, and more importantly, he loves to put them on his hands as mittens.  It's not unusual to turn around in the car and find that Bryson now has sock mittens on.  He also loves my soft jammie socks.  I got some for Christmas and when I was removing the tags, he saw what I was up to and immediately took over.

Bryson and Kylie got to meet Santa.  It was Bryson’s second time to meet the big guy, and this time it didn’t go over so well.  The first time he didn’t really care one way or the other.  This time he had a strong opposition to being on Santa’s lap.  They were cool with each other from a short distant, and Bryson allowed Santa to read him a story while Bryson sat in the floor by his feet, but when he realized his next destination was Santa’s lap, it was all over.  Of course, I was like every mother who forced their terrified child to sit with Santa, but only for a brief moment to get the classic picture every child surely has.  Kylie has the same reaction as Bryson did for his first time.  Complete indifference.  So that made a nice picture as well.  Maybe next year will be more jolly with Santa and our children.  Ho ho ho.

 

 

 

 

This is the safe distance I mentioned.

Poor thing!