Christmas went pretty well considering we trashed the house, didn't have a traditional meal, and the children kept asking if they had anymore gifts to unwrap. I don't think that they were in any way disappointed or ungrateful for what they received. I think that they were just caught up in the excitement of shiny bows and the glorious sound of the ripping of wrapping paper. Today, I stumbled out of bed and made my way through the mine field of Little People toys to the stairs. As I descended to begin my morning ritual of playing Cinderella, I realized that the entire first floor of the house was covered with barbie dreamhouse equipment, half opened boxes and presents that are just not going to fit into any closet in this apartment. Any domestic goddess would sympathize as to why this didn't thrill me.

Instead of immediately trying to conquer the situation, I just turned back around, shuffled back upstairs, tiptoed through the little people and hid under my covers until the chorus of "moooommmy" in three different voices prompted me to venture once again into the oblivion that is my home. I guess the upside to the situation is that the children are completely self entertained this morning.

Posted by gwendolyn on December 26, 2000 at 09:18 AM