There was a lot of joy on Christmas Eve. The Roc was so excited, mostly for present opening, but also for my parents to come over and for all of us to eat together. He loves to have “family dinners” and he adores saying, “Cheers!” and clinking his glass. Don’t try to make a toast before he has his water cup! The day before, as GC was prepping some of the seafood for our feast the Roc came up to him in the kitchen and said, “Daddy, I’m going to stuff my belly tomorrow!”
The Roc’s excitement was palatable (for a few days) and he was bouncing off the walls on Christmas eve. He had to wait until the afternoon to for my parents to come over, and not long after they arrived I let him open a Christmas puzzle I had gotten for the very purpose of keeping him busy while he waited for the meal to be ready.
GC got to cooking,
As soon as dinner was over the Roc was ready to open some presents from his family back East and those lucky enough to live near the mountains.
and GC continued to drink!
the Roc went to bed, and just like last year, GC passed out early from exhaustion…and wine.
I had the house to myself. I enjoyed all of our trees,
I went to bed and Santa came.
It was a wonderful day. I love how my parents embrace the Roc and take him as he is. There is no greater gift for me than seeing them together.