We took the long way home to my Brother and Sil's for Christmas Eve dinner so we could admire the lights along the way. They were ready and waiting for us, and the kids were done waiting and ready to open gifts. We let them. Miss Bit loved all of her gifts an awful lot...clothes, toys and everything in between. T. Bone was very stoked for his LeBron James jersey and his new basketball shoes, but that only lasted until he realized that he didn't receive a PS3 from his Uncle when he was beyond sure he was getting one. So sure that he refused to heed my subtle and even not so subtle warnings and instead said things like, "I know B. Bone is going to come through for me. He's good like that!" He had an uncharacteristic breakdown that I had to work real hard during just to keep my composure. The thing is that I got it...I was a kid with kaliedescope eyes once myself. I let him know that I understood. He let me know that he appreciated the understanding.
Our traditional night before Christmas dinner was sure not to disappoint. Everything was delicious...we enjoyed the company as much as the meal. As always, my Brother and Sil were host and hostess divine. Dessert was poker or chocolate mousse with creme de menthe cream. Everyone was blissfully happy...beyond blessed.
Shortly, after Twas' The Night Before Christmas, both T. Bone and Miss Bit were anxious to head home, leave treats for Santa and his crew and get to sleep so they could arrive. They were nestled all snug in their beds just after midnight and asleep within seconds for sweet Santa-filled dreams. I don't think I slept long enough to dream.
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