To say I had been looking forward to this Christmas is probably about as big of an understatement as you can make. It felt like it was two years in the making
I think it's easy for new parents to look into the eyes of their newborn and bubble over with warm thoughts of the future. First word. First steps. First time they show signs of understanding the concept of Santa and presents.
Or, in Alli's case, she just calls him "Santa Presents."
My mom bought us this absolutely gorgeous advent calendar to hang on our wall. It's shaped like a Christmas tree and has little decorative felt pockets for each day. Instead of filling them with candy, I bought a Santa ornament, and we moved him closer to the Santa pocket each afternoon as a family. And every day we asked Allison, "Who's coming on Christmas?!" And she would yell, "SANTA PRESENTS!"
She certainly didn't disappoint. I positioned myself in a good spot in the living room to take video of when she came downstairs Christmas morning. Jerry runs in first so he can get a good vantage point, too, and Alli follows closely behind in a sprint, BunnyBear in each arm. She sees her gigantic pink princess castle that Santa left, pauses a moment as an "Oh" escapes her mouth, drops Bear as her one arm goes limp, regains composure and picks him up, then beelines in the tent and starts playing with the other toys inside.
It was one of those moments of parenthood that I wish I could relive forever.
But, really, the entire weekend was a blast.