Christmas

I don't know how it happened or when it happened, but somewhere along the line Christmas has become more about giving for me and less about receiving. To pick up gifts for this little man is a joy.


Just look at that face...and excitement over a fireman hat from the dollar store. If only he would always be this excited over things from the dollar store! Connor got more toys than he knows what to do with. We will need a ginormous house just to house all the toys Connor got for Christmas. Here he is helping set up and then taking a ride on the roller coaster Uncle Jeremy got him for Christmas:



And it seemed like this year people's presents found me, rather than me having to find them. It was great and felt so much more genuine. I love buying things that are perfect for that person.

Speaking of genuine, Ian and I both felt Christmas has become a little too overkill and materialistic. We are going to have to find a way to keep it toned down and more about the reason at our house. I don't want to do away with Christmas trees and not give my kid any gifts, but I do want him to understand you don't get everything you ask for and that Christmas isn't actually about gifts, it is about the birth of our savior. Any ideas on how to do this?

And last, but not least, some action shots of Connor opening his presents...just to prove we bought him more than a fireman hat from the dollar store! And I say this while trying to not be materialistic. Looks like I still have a ways to go.