This year we decided to do something different for Christmas. No wait, we didn't. For the third year in a row we went out to California for a couple weeks. The problem with leaving town for Christmas is having the kids open their toys. So we did do something a little different this year and we had them open there toys the day before Christmas. This is when the discussion started on how long we are going to lie to our kids about Santa. Apparently some people get really bent out of shape about this topic (no one in our family) and they think I'm a Grinch or a Scrooge or something. But this year Adri has been asking questions. How did Santa show up at the Bass Pro in Mesa and in Rancho Cucamonga? Then after she opened her presents she saw her kitchen set box in the garage. I was out there packing up the car to leave and she came out, put her hand on her mouth, and said "Wait a minute that's my kitchen set". I had to lie to the kid and tell her Santa was messy. I have to say I feel really stupid lying to my kids when they are clever enough to figure things out. Just so I don't screw up her childhood and have her blaming me for it later I'll continue the lie a couple more years.
We spent Christmas Eve at my aunt's house and Christmas at my parents house. The holidays just aren't the same as they used to be. Part of it is that I'm a cynical adult who feels like Christmas has become commercialized and the other half is personal issues. Not going to go too deep into it here but things are getting really bad with my mom. She has no clue what Christmas is, half the time she doesn't know who I am, and she constantly either wants to go home (when we are out) or she wants everyone to leave her house. It's quite the change of Christmas just five years ago.
Zach's first taste of ice cream.
All the kids got roller blades from Grandpa.
It's obvious I was not there watching the kids. Safety third.













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