Don’t you love scrolling through recently uploaded Christmas photos and seeing how you really captured the true Christmas spirit of your children?
Yes, that’s right. The first thing Boy #3 did on Christmas morning was head to his stocking, pull out a Bolt book, throw it on the ground, and stomp on it, screaming, “I SAID DIDN’T WANT ANYTHING BOLT!!!”
And curiously, after we all watched the Bolt movie in the theater a few weeks prior, I was told, “I want a Bolt Christmas, Mommy!” Ah, the fickle nature of a four-year-old.
So before opening any presents, Boy #3 got the gift of a stern lecture about being appreciative of what you get wrapped in the threat of a phone call to Santa to come load up his gifts.
Ah, Christmas morning…as serene and unblemished as newly fallen snow…