In an attempt for Christmas redemption
Then, Christmas morning, we woke up when Nadia did... 8:30! Nice! We opened our presents around the tree.
There's about 200 pictures of this part of the day, so I'll spare you! Take note of N's hair though. Here's a better one:
Then at 10 am we head over to mom and dad's for Christmas breakfast. A tradition that started when M. and I got married. It was threatened this year b/c my mom's getting tired of making 2 big meals on Christmas day, but it's M.'s favorite part of Christmas (the quiche!) so my sister lobbied hard for it. Here's the table before we pigged out:
As you can see, I do not inherit my hatred for decorating from my mother:And here's mom and N. by the tree:
And since the natives are now getting restless, I'll sum the rest up quickly. After breakfast, we share family gifts and this goes on for quite some time, despite the fact that every year we say it'll be a slim one. The girls then go and prepare Christmas dinner while the boys play with their toys. This year, they all went outside and hit golf balls around with J.'s new clubs. We had a wonderful ham and scalloped potatoes dinner and then M, N and I left to prepare yet another meal for his mom. It was kind of a stressed, weird way to end the day, but it was something that we needed to do, and it was good. Though we were both working hard to actually get more food down...