My Mom requested the retelling of this story on my blog, so I thought I would oblige her. She and my father spent Christmas with us this year. They take turns with me and my sisters, and this year was our year. It was great having them here, especially since Andy and I got to sleep in every day until at least 8am. They take full control of the girls in the morning. Getting the breakfast and dressed. The whole thing, which is great for me. My parents have always been morning people. Great when you have kids, not so great when you're a teenager and all you want to do is sleep until 10am, and they WON'T LET YOU. Anyway-we had a fun time, and I always love having them see their grandchildren, especially at Christmas. Because of the Christmas rotation they do with us, this was the first Christmas they got to spend with Georgia, and really the first one where Lana was fun, and not just an unaware baby blob.
Christmas morning the girls got up fairly early, and were excited to see what Santa brought. No surprise there. We all went to the living room and started to sort out the presents. Before we got to far the girls began opening some of the ones they had found with their names. Sonya was excited for her new camera, Lana squealed in excitement over her, paint your own jewelery box. That's all she had been asking for since Sonya had received one for her birthday the month before. Then amidst the tearing of paper and squeals of delight, I turned around to see Georgia unwrap a present. After tearing off the paper, she yelled out with as much excitement and happiness as her sisters,
"A NEW BOX!!"
We all laughed for about a minute. Then my father turned the box over to show her that it wasn't just a box, but a remote control car made just for toddlers. She was even more ecstatic to see an actual toy inside. I have to say it was one of the most innocent and sweetest things ever when she got so excited at seeing just a present box. She was so cute about it. Plus, it's so nice to know that Andy and I spent all that money on fun toys for them, when really, Georgia would have been just as happy with a new box. Looks like we'll get out of her birthday cheap this year anyway. We still have plenty of empty boxes in the garage from Christmas. All I need now is birthday wrapping paper.