'Twas the Night Before Christmas

It is amazing how incredibly fun Christmas is becoming again. Now that Gusi is a bit older he understands more what this whole holiday thing is about. He's been careful to make sure he's on the "Good Children List" and not on the "Naughty Children List" for weeks now and he's told us countless times that he wants trains for Christmas...lots and lots of trains. Rumor has it that he will indeed get trains, as well as books and puzzles.

The baby (who is still clueless about the holiday) will get a couple of infant toys that will help with the upcoming teething process. Yesterday we had his four month well-baby visit. He seems to be doing well, but the baby scale was broken so we don't really know how much he weighs, so we don't really know how well he's doing, so I feel a bit uneasy about things. Yes, he's made progress, significant progress since two months ago but still, I'm a numbers girl so I'd like to be able to measure how much he's progressed. Sigh.

But my mom is here, Papi is snoozing on the sofa, the boys are nestled all snug in their beds with visions of sugarplums dancing in their heads. I am not wearing a kerchief though. We had a nice dinner and I am listening to Christmas music with tears in my eyes as I hear each and every lyric. Sure it would be nice to have Grandma & Grandpa here with us, or be with my family in New Orleans, or have a white Christmas, but this is where we are and home is where you make it after all.

So, Merry Christmas to Grandma & Grandpa, to the aunties by the poolside sipping their cocktails, to our family in the land of Lincoln, to those in NOLA, to those friends in the Peach state and in the Big Apple, and to those near and far. We wish you the best for the holidays and 2009!

Lots of love.