Mr. A and I didn't really get much for each other, but the gifts that we did get, came straight from the heart. As I watched my facebook newsfeed fill up with "Yay, hubby got me new diamonds." and "Loving my new tablet," I realized that we were both past that. Sure a nice gift or two here and there is fun, but at the end of the day, gifts just for the sake of gifts, with no real thought given are empty.
Jasmine got her first doll for Christmas. Mr. A and I have tried not to expose Jasmine to dolls, but we were fighting a losing battle. So instead, we came to the agreement that she only has one. Surprisingly, we've taken quite a bit of heat for our decision, but at the end of the day, every parent tries to do the best for their child. We're just choosing a different style. She seems quite happy with her new pal, and I absolutely love the story attached to the doll (expect more on that later) so I'd say it's a win-win for all involved.
Then there was the food. This was another first for us as a family. Our first family feast. We started with breakfast. French Toast, potatoes, ham, sausage, and egg nog with a little dash of something special. Then we moved on to dinner, Cranberry and rosemary cornish hens, mac and cheese, stuffing, sweet potato souffle, veggies and a few other sides.
Basically, our day was spent in our jammies, stuffing our faces, napping, watching movies, listening to music, dancing and reminiscing about the "old days." We played dressed up and tea party with Jasmine, who loved the fact that we were focused solely on her. Somehow, she managed to go through three outfit changes throughout the day. Apparently, even when she's in PJ's, my daughter is a diva.
In true nerd fashion, Mr. A and I ended the night by curling up together on the couch and watching the Dr. Who Christmas special. I spent the whole episode sobbing --if you're a Dr. Who fan, you know why. Mr. A held my hand and patted my back. That's how I know I have a good one ladies. If you can console a sobbing woman who is crying over the death of a fictitious character, you are a true gentleman.
So maybe our Christmas wasn't the Stepford Wife-esque Christmas. Maybe Jasmine wasn't dressed in a perfect Christmas dress. Maybe we didn't attend an overcrowded Christmas party with bad booze bad fruitcake (isn't that a bit redundant?) Instead, I'd say what we had was the perfect imperfectly day. The type of day that is perfect without even trying. There was no pressure. No expectations. Just the three of us. That is so much more than others have. And we cherished every minute.
How was your Christmas? Do you spend the holidays with extended family, or do you prefer to spend time alone with your family?