Friday, January 8, 2010
Grandma Sue's house was jam-packed full of family, so Aaron and I slept up the street at Ryan's house. On Christmas morning, I walked into Grandma's house at 7 a.m. to find that Carson had been throwing up all night long. Poor Grandma! She didn't get any sleep on Christmas Eve. I felt supremely guilty for that one.
Carson pulled through somehow and managed to open up his Christmas gifts. Santa Claus didn't come to visit our children on Christmas Eve, because he was paying for them to go to Disneyland later that day. I wondered how my kids would act (watching their cousins open presents while they sat there watching). Surprise, surprise . . . Santa did come (in the form of Grandpa David and Grandma Sue!). Nyah got an American girl doll and a Polly Pocket house, Cali got clothes and money, Ian got a Wii game and a Sunday sweater, and Carson got Legos. It was an exciting morning!
After breakfast, we headed off to Disneyland. The kids wore their Christmas Disneyland shirts (much to Cali's chagrin) as we headed into the park. We stood for 2 1/2 hours waiting to ride "Soaring Over California" and fought with Nyah and Carson to watch the show in "Bug's Life" where it feels like you get stabbed in the back by a bumbleebee. Nyah was screaming and kicking me in the shins during the show. Not a great start to our Disneyland adventure!