Christmas at the Comer Brown’s
I’m sitting here, eating red and green M&Ms out of a glass Frosty figurine my Mom gave Jack. Did you know there are 2 different shades of green M&M? Now you do.
Christmas is always tiring. I don’t care who you are…if you have kids…it takes a toll. Our house is no exception.
We did Christmas Eve at Sarah’s parents. They live about 20 minutes away. Tony was great until we crept past his bedtime…then demon baby visited. I kept waiting for the spinning head and green pea soup, but we skirted out before we reached that point.
Christmas morning was pretty non eventful. The one year old didn’t know the whole Santa thing had happened, so we waited until I picked up Jack from his mom’s. This has become my annual tradition. Wake up and go rescue the boy from breakfast with his mom’s family. They are extremely nice folk, but there are presents to be unwrapped at my house, so why eat breakfast? Next year I’m going to see if he wants to do Christmas eve and morning with us so he can help play Santa.
So we hit the presents when we get home. I got a camera for my computer…I’m a dork. Sarah got a bright pink bike with white wall tires. We played the new Wii game Jack got, and Tony ignored his new gifts, wanted to play with his big brother or splash in the toilet.
We then headed to the in-laws again. We had a blast. The boys raked up with more stuff. Our house is about to pop. I got an awesome shirt that has a speaker in it that plays “theme” music…I can’t wear it in the house…so sayeth my wife.
Then we take Jack to his aunt’s house for their yearly Christmas evening meal. I walk him into the house, every year, and it never gets less awkward. Again, they are great people, but I am not part of that family any longer. I was for 9 years, but not anymore, so it’s just weird.
Then we head back to the house, sans Jack, and relax.
That’s Christmas day at the Comer-Brown house. Hope yours was festive and restful…
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