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the Post-Christmas Post

Santa Bug

It has been way too long since I blogged. I hate it when I do this because now I’ve got four or five other posts all jammed up in my head and I can’t write about them until I write about Christmas! Normally, I would just skip writing the old post (You don’t have to know EVERYTHING in my life. There’s that 90 percent of my life that is supposed to be private, right? Ha ha.) but it’s the Christmas post! Bug’s first real Christmas that she understood and used her claws of greed rip open presents like a rabid Tyrannosaurus ex. I can’t skip that.

a blur of unwrapping

So yes, there was some rabid ripping of paper going on. She definitely understands the concept of presents. I think she got that last year too but this year was definitely more urgent. The poor kid had to walk by all her presents for weeks and weeks because I stupidly put everything under the tree right away. You know me, I didn’t know where else to put them! I guess I’m going to have to clean out the linen closet and stash them in there next year.

Even though I’ve been celebrating Christmas for ten years now (I didn’t grow up celebrating it) I still feel clueless about things. Do we tell her about Santa Claus? Or do I tell her he’s just a silly guy at the mall? Do we open presents on Christmas Eve or the next morning? What if Toby doesn’t wake up until noon (he works at night)? Do we have to wait until then to open presents? What about going to church on Christmas Eve? How do I tell her about Jesus and the manger? Is she going to understand? Questions questions questions. Thankfully things are working themselves out.

As usual, I’m kicking myself for worrying so much. It’s like I’m a new mom all over again spending hours worrying about what detergent to wash everything in. Little did I know that two years later I would let her eat things off the floor and put clothes on her from Target before I even rip off the tags.

Anyway…things have a way of working out EVEN when Toby and I don’t communicate very well.

I woke up before the crack of dawn and snuck out into the living room. Much to my chagrin, Santa (aka Toby) had NOT set up the toy train that I had explicitly asked him to set up on the coffee table. I thought that would be a nice touch since I was the idiot and forgot to hide any of the presents beforehand. I didn’t think Santa would forget too. He forgot.

He did eat some cookies and left one on a plate with a very obvious bite out of it. I thought that was sweet, especially since Toby and I didn’t discuss anything like that and poor Santa had to go find a cookie somewhere in the kitchen and set it up himself. But the train was nowhere in sight. So I had to go find it in Toby’s office and set it up like a mad elf. I thought for sure Bug would wake up. I’m so klutzy. Me and wooden tracks at 5:45 in the morning are not a good combination.

Miraculously, Bug did not wake up. I think I got the last track fit into the circle and was trying to find a place for the extra tracks when she came padding out to find me. I quickly stashed the extra tracks in the hat that Santa had left behind. That’s a good place I figured.

Bug was totally surprised. She loved her train set! It was magical. To me anyway because I never did that. I never woke up to find presents on Christmas morning. I got presents out my arm pits on my birthday but Christmas was just another day. So this is all new and fun and strange for me.

We played with the train for a few hours and I think we munched on something or other for breakfast. Then another miracle happened: Toby woke up! He never wakes up before nine in the morning unless he has a work appointment. I’ve probably written about this before but Toby does most of his photo-editing at night when the house is quiet and goes to bed regularly at four or five in the morning. So getting up at seven is like asking you or me to get up at 2 am. Not a pretty sight. But it was Christmas and Toby didn’t want to miss the fun either. That made it special for everyone.

Bug and Dad

I’ve since forgiven Santa for forgetting the train.


I do not know why Bug thinks her arm is so tasty. That silly kid.

is it present time yet?

There were a few other surprises in store of course. Like some great big packages that came in the mail!

wowie zowie! this is cool!

Nothing says “s-p-o-i-l-e-d” quite like a fancy-shmancy puppet-show theater that is big enough to crawl into. Hot diggety dog! How did my in-laws know I’m plotting a puppet-show-themed birthday party for Bug in January? They must just know. Bug enjoyed it thoroughly.

Bug in a tube!

Does anybody know where this giant green tube came from? It just showed up on our porch without a note or a card. There was a packing slip with a company name on it so I will definitely be calling them but as of right now I have no idea who gave this to us. If it was you, a big thank you! Now we have two tubes for crawling in and Bug thinks it’s the best thing on earth.

And with that I will finish this post because Bug is now awake and is insisting on eating cereal on the floor like a cat.

Christmas 2008 from secretagentjo on Vimeo.

Here’s the home movie version of this post…I apologize, it’s a little long and maybe boring.


  • Mrs. Wilson

    I’ll confess that I also have a child who would rather eat cheerios off the floor than sitting in her high chair. Kids are just weird.

    The green tube looks like so much fun!

  • Jennifer

    I think you’re doing Christmas perfect. I’m so proud of Toby for getting up early. What a great daddy.

    We’ve had some discussion over where the gifts go. I grew up with few gifts under the tree through the month. Usually stuff that was sent from our relatives out of town and gifts my dad brought home from work from clients. SANTA brought his gifts on Christmas Eve when we were asleep so my bro and I woke up to a fully loaded tree. Jeremy remembers growing up with gifts added as his mom wrapped them. I’m fuzzy on how Santa’s gifts are presented that way. Must talk to MIL :P

    Right now NOTHING goes under our tree because Molly is an evil elf who would destroy the pretty pretty papers.

    I love the video, especially the focus on the TIME, hahaha.

    Have to go, Jeremy is back with the birthday girl and her birthday bagels :P

  • Gayle

    What a great Christmas! Your first photo in this post is so cool. How did you do it?

    SAJ says: If I took it, it was a total fluke. If Toby took it then he did some fancy spin action. But I think I took that photo. It was a complete accident. But cool!

  • BeachMama

    My my what a wonderful Christmas. You do alright considering you didn’t celebrate as a child. Three was the magic number here for J in understanding Christmas, the meaning, Santa, Jesus and unwrapping gifts. We talk about Santa and the spirit of Christmas as well as celebrate it as a Birthday party. I truly believe in Santa (not that a man comes down the chimeny) and the spirit of St. Nicolaus years ago.

    Good for Toby for getting up early, in years to come, he will probably get up as early as you guys do just because that is what you do for your kids. Apple was up at 5, so by 5:30 we woke up J and started our morning. It was great and I already look forward to next year when we get to do it all again.

    Merry Christmas to all three of you!! And a wonderful 2009 ahead.

  • DeeJay

    I’m loving the movie. The mood lighting in the beginning is awesome. The choice of piano music…what is it, may I ask? Perfect for Christmas morning. Love! You are blessed.