We celebrated for three straight days and it was great to see our families. We brunched on Sunday, smoked on Monday and drove on Tuesday. David's mom treated us to a brunch at Winston's (mmm!) and we opened presents afterwards, since Donald and Danielle had to skip town. Emma got two things that made me cry - a silver spoon from Tiffany in NYC from Aunt Bonnie and a PBK green gingham chair with a heart and Emma's name on it from Uncle Don Don and Aunt Danielle. I probably shouldn't have cried over the chair, but it was so damn cute and awesome and she fit just perfectly in it!
She also received a Peter Rabbit bowl and cup, signed by Mr. Daulton himself from Grandmommy. David got a Chuck Norris shirt, some zombie car stickers and a moose mug oranament. I got some houndstooth fleece pants, a collard chopper (I don't eat collards) and a full body fleece sleeper in cheetah print from Donald and Danielle. Needless to say, most of our gifts on David's side of the family are gag gifts. Except for Emma. She gets Tiffany and books from FAO Schwartz.
Christmas Eve turned out to be a crazy ass disaster that ended perfectly. David got up when I did to start smoking the pork and ribs. I took the dog to the vet. I cleaned. I decorated. David kept smoking pork. One of my Christmas presents to David was to be sent to the house, only for me to check online and find out that they did not deliver it because of the holiday. What the hell do you think I ordered it for??? MLK, Jr. Day??? So, I had to get in the car an hour before guests arrived and head to the UPS store. In Chapel Hill. North Chapel Hill. And then I got home and David needed bbq sauce. Not the kind we had, as it had chipotle in it, but a mild kind so as not to upset the parents. So back out I go to Target. Bordering on ridiculous, as I still hadn't showered, Emma was eating every few hours, and I was just done with the whole thing.
We managed to shower, entertain guests, including our neighbors who didn't have any plans or decent food to eat for Christmas Eve. So happy to have them over! I had two glasses of egg nog. (Sorry Emma, you probably felt a little of that) Dad and Janis spent the night and I couldn't wait to give them and David their gift from Emma - a silhouette made of her cute little head all framed and ready to display.
I was up all night with Emma things and Santa things and I don't think Emma noticed at all. David finally woke up and made pancakes. We opened gifts and Grandmommy recorded a storybook with her voice for Miss America. She "read" it to her and Emma loved it. I think. David got her a book called "Nobunny's Perfect." I think that book is about her Daddy. She also received socks and diapers, because who doesn't get those things in their stocking.
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| Hanging out with my loot and my puppy. Christmas is awesome! |
David gave me makeup. I gave him a Galaxy Note 10.1. Dad got a french press - he had a very coffee Christmas. After gifts, we headed up the mountain to visit Mom's family. Emma was the star of the show and I don't think I held her except to feed her after we got there. She now has 6 "Baby's First Christmas" ornaments. We'll have to give her a tree of her own. We ate and drank and had a merry time and it was great to see all of them. I got the typical gifts, which are always appreciated. And my aunt went overboard again on brownies and cookies and biscuits. And my other aunt made amazing broccoli and cheese, just like always. It's nice when some things don't change.
And then we left all peaceful and quiet and nice. And we got to Winston and all hell broke loose in the car seat next to me. I shh'd her until Greensboro and my shh'er died. She was hungry and past her bedtime and apparently not at all trying to just suck it up for the good of the car ride.
We finally made it home and got her into bed. Three different times. And then she went to sleep. It was wonderful. I think she enjoyed her first Christmas. I know I did.
Merry First Christmas Emma, here's to many many more!
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