Before we left for Vietnam we made sure to celebrate Christmas in small ways, cookies, special pajamas and opening a couple of presents from friends.
Here is Malcolm’s face when he realized I had the camera out and came charging to try to wrestle it from my grasp and gnaw on it.
We were in Hoi An on Christmas morning and traveling with two small ones and already lugging around a whole lot of baby paraphernalia which meant we had to leave the Christmas presents at home and so we decided to delay Christmas present morning to January 4th. We figured we might as well take advantage while we can of the kids not being able to read a calendar. This is the first Christmas Adam really got into Christmas and Santa so I wanted him to experience leaving cookies and milk for Santa and carrots for the reindeer and waking up on Christmas morning to Santa presents. After all, in Greece they celebrate Christmas on January 6th so we’re really two days early.
We flew in Saturday, January 3rd from Vietnam landing around 5 and we were ready to hop in our car that we had left in the parking lot (yay for diplomatic parking 🙂 since we knew we would be tired and want to get home quickly. It was about the moment that the plane touched down that we looked at each other and realized that our car was at the other terminal. Huge fail. Oh well, we took a taxi home (the other terminal was 40 minutes each way out of the way) and figured we would get our car another day. We headed home, unloaded all our bags, got the kids ready for bed, read books, sang songs, sang more songs, got some water, said goodnight three times and finally started to get Christmas together. Let me just ask, why oh why must every child toy come in a million pieces!? We had ordered Adam a train table and I (not so intelligently) thought it would come in five pieces and take about 30 minutes to assemble. Two hours later Randy and I had accomplished this:
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