Saturday, December 27, 2014

Christmas Morning

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a Bauer was stirring... except the one who waltzed into our room at 4:30 AM.

Lucky for us, it was the child least likely to dive into the presents. Let's rewind a bit first, though. We opened presents at Nana and Grampa's house on Christmas Eve, snacked on appetizers, then suited up for Mass. Nora donned a red, glittery number that transformed her into a dazzling Christmas cupcake {photo on Instagram}. She was not a fan. Still, we rang bells, shouted Joy to the World, and gave a standing ovation for the newborn Baby Jesus. It's one of my favorite Masses of the year, and I was happy to share it with my kids {even if one attended without shoes}.

When we left, I told Owen I saw something flashing in the sky. He looked from star to star, then informed his brother he saw reindeer feet. Nathan rolled his eyes, but I saw him sneak a glance upward when he thought no one was looking. We rushed home, jumped into our PJs, and laid out the cookies. Nathan decided to add a carrot for every reindeer, and wrote a letter to Santa explaining the addition.

After the 4:30 wake-up call that was redirected, the Bauer Bunch was all smiles, giggles, and bursts of uncontrollable excitement as they took turns opening gifts and emptying stockings. Instead of more words, let me caption a few of the moments I caught as the wrapping paper flew:

Here's what was left of Santa's snack {and also what happened to his leftovers}:

Decoding Santa's cursive {and a confirmation of the Nice List}:

This one is entitled Underpants. Owen spent the rest of the day telling everyone that "Santa got me underpants. Isn't that gross?!"

Special snowman pancakes, courtesy of Daddy {next he asked for a Lightning McQueen one}:

Baby Nora was pretty into the whole present-opening thing this year. She gasped as she uncovered princess ponies and tea sets and extra-noisy toys galore:

Although these photos are mostly kids ripping into presents, what I couldn't quite capture was my favorite part. I loved hearing my kids exclaim appreciation, but the way I felt didn't come from a box - not received nor purchased. It came from the love of my family of five, and the love of a baby who made our lives worth living. The presents are fun, but the spirit that makes us whole is better. I felt that spirit stirring strongly as joy spread throughout our bunch. I'm thrilled to share that feeling with a loving husband and three fantastic kids. To sum up what I'm trying to say, here are two quotes from two popular Christmas sources:

"Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store? What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?”

and, more importantly:

"Long lay the world in sin and error pining, 'til he appeared and the soul felt its worth."

That was my Christmas morning, how was yours? Have a happy Saturday, y'all!

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Unknown said...

So much fun! Glad you and your family had a very merry Christmas

Aduke Schulist said...

haha My kids ate the leftovers too. I just laughed