Twas Christmas morning and not a creature was stiring, not even....... wait! The dog was doing the potty dance at the door. Come on, pup, out you go.
Where was I?
Oh yeah. No creature was stirring, no one at all. There were no kids ripping paper and scattering it around the room. There were no shrieks of joy and amazement. There was no tantalizing scent of Cinnabons baking. There was no anticipation of the Grandparents visiting for Christmas breakfast.
Just silence and a clean, organized house.
This is the reality of my first Christmas Morning without Jakes waking up in my home with me. It broke my heart to miss out our traditional Christmas morning stuff.
Without the chaos and the mess and the grandparents barging in, it just didn't seem like Christmas.
Even later in the afternoon, when the gparents and Jakes were in the house, it didn't seem like Christmas day. I guess I just have to accept that things are changing as we grow up.