So its over. Christmas is officially over, and you know what? I am actually sad to see the holiday come to a close and the festivities ended. Despite my last post full of gloom and doom anticipating Christmas the weekend was quite the contrary. If anything this Christmas was one of the best ones I can remember.
Besides nearly slicing the entire tip of one of my fingers off with a knife whilst opening a darned nerf gun to defend myself against Shawn's attack with his own nerf gun our day-late-Christmas was great. Don't worry, my finger is healing and no stitches were needed thanks to Shawn running to where I work and asking for some steri-strips. The only issue is that its quite difficult to type since the laceration is on the tip of my finger... ouchies.
Christmas Eve I baked and then visited my in-laws. Christmas day I baked some more, shopped, and visited Shawn at the fire station. Then on our Christmas day I spent the day opening gifts, bleeding, bandaging, defending myself from an onslaut of nerf darts, and reading. I may have also watched a good twelve hours of a Christmas Story somewhere in there.
So, I guess the lesson learned is not to over stress about things before they happen. It was a great Christmas, one where I am exceptionally glad Emily was a part of.
The best gift under the tree....