Visions of Christmas

We have been so excited about our first Christmas with both kids that we couldn't wait for it to get here. The kids were getting a train set and train table from their Mimi and Grandpa, and we absolutely couldn't wait for them to see it. We woke up Christmas morning with Eli and we waited. And we waited. And waited. And waited. Chloe just wouldn't wake up. All the adults were sitting patiently around the tree, waiting for the children to be ready. About nine o'clock when Chloe still hadn't roused, we had to put Eli down for his nap. A little later, Chloe got up, and she was sick. Really, really sick. I tried to show her the train and she responded with weeping. She wasn't really interested in opening presents, though she slowly did, and sweetly enjoyed it all. By the end, it was time for her to go back to sleep. She just couldn't make it any longer. She fell asleep, Eli got up. We started all over with him, opening his presents, and letting him wreck the train. The weather was rainy and yucky keeping us housebound with the new tricycle. It was all in all a good day, just nothing like we envisioned.