Christmas Day at our house was planned to be a pretty quiet day. With no family in town, we were going to spend the day alone, enjoying Christmas presents and eating crab legs.
Surprisingly, when Miss KK woke up, the first thing she said was "Ho Ho Ho?" Which meant, "did Santa come?" We were surprised she actually remembered he was coming. So we went downstairs and rather than open some presents under the tree, she went straight down to the chimney to see if he left anything there. Our Christmas tree is on a different floor than the fireplace, so this was very interesting to us that simply from the books we've read, she knows Santa comes down the chimney and that is where he would leave stuff...not under the tree, silly us!
She dove in to the stockings right away!
Once we got through the stockings, it was on to the next order of business - daddy's famous PANCAKES! With lots of help from Little K.
Then we opened some presents under the tree - and made sure Kingston had lots of love. He LOVES to open presents and is actually quite delicate about it....tearing only one piece at a time.
Do you remember Kaelyn's first Christmas? Wow has she grown!
And FINALLY we were on to the big stuff. The stuff of which Christmas' are made. The stuff for the record books.....
The big guy in red left Kaelyn her very own bounce house!!!
You've never seen a little girl so happy...or a daddy. What an amazing day. Santa is cool. I will admit, I was apprehensive about spending Christmas day all alone on our own. But sitting out in the warm winter sun and enjoying the bounce house with nothing else to do....ahhhh...it was nice!
And then came the Grinch. Or at least the work of the Grinch. Kingston was so bored just watching, he just could not help himself. After only 30 minutes of bouncing happiness, he tried to climb in. His lovely long nails (do you see them there?) ripped a nice 2 foot hole down the slide of the bounce and down down down it came. Little girl shreaking, daddy walking away. I had to hold back laughter for I knew one day, we would laugh at this Christmas Day memory. One day. One day a long, long time from now.
So Kingston was banished for the rest of the day. The poor guy, he just wanted to bounce too, wouldn't you? Daddy and Kaelyn couldn't bear the site of him. He only got love from mom. I knew we could fix it after all. Yeah, it would cost more money, but isn't that what dogs and kids are all about? But for the next TWO weeks, all we heard was "doggy broke it", "daddy fix it," "bounce broke." Like a broken record. And then one day, daddy came home with a bounce that had it's bounce back. A few stitches of course, but a bounce none-the-less. And now it's "no-doggy bounce, doggy broke it" whenever we inflate the house of bounce!
