We made all the preparations, had the perfect gifts, planned all of our shopping and shipping of gifts so we wouldn't have to scramble once we arrived to St. George. Most of all, I was excited about spending Christmas with family (mostly my Dad). I wanted it to be perfect in every way. Wah, wah, waaaaaaah (insert Debbie Downer music).
To sum it up, Cruz was a big Christmas Grump. Let me preface this with the fact that more times than not, he wakes up a big ole grump. Its always been bad but lately it has been down right horrible. Mostly just after nap but sometimes in the morning as well. We have a waking up ritual for him; open his door and allow the natural noises to gradually wake him up. It has to be on his terms. God forbid you just walk in and wake him up. And you better make sure you are happy and jolly when you greet him. I honestly feel like sometimes I need to enter with a dog and pony show wearing a top hat and doing a tap dance with jazz hands. It can be that bad. Mark actually prefers to have me do it. We actually do rock-paper-scissors with our eyes to decide who gets to "go in". Not it!
Can you tell where I'm going with this? We woke him up Christmas morning. Santa came to my parent's house and had everything set up there. The kids knew this because we told them Santa comes where the tree is. And they decorated the tree at my parent's house pretty much all by themselves. Cooper woke us up and the plan was for the boys, Mark, myself and Grandma Mickey to load up in the car and head to my parents house---in our jammies and all.
One would think making the announcement that Santa came would be enough of a dog and pony show for Cruz when Cooper ran in and woke him up but sadly it was not.
I should have known better. Yes, he knows who Santa is. He wears a red suit, has a white beard, all the ho-ho-ho'ing. But any time we asked Cruz what he wanted Santa to bring him he'd answer 'Diego and chips and cheese (aka nachos)'. The kid loves both. He already has an arsenal of Diego toys and he eats chips and cheese quite a bit. I guess he figured what's the rush?
With that said, Cruz was whiny, grumpy and irritable Christmas morning and it really didn't let up until after nap when we made sure to wake him up on his terms. I truly am scared to see how it will be trying to wake this kid up when he is a teenager!!
I look back and laugh at it now (maybe not a full on belly laugh just yet) but I can't tell you how disappointed I was that morning. I really was bummed that our perfect Christmas morning didn't happen. Cruz was so bad that it was hard to remind myself that Coop was still having a great morning. Hopefully I'll look back at the smiling pictures and forget all about it. Looking at the pictures, it looks like we had a great time. I could have left all this Debbie Downer narrative out.
Once again I was reminded that with kids, you really do have to aim low.......
1 comment:
He's certainly an adorable grump from where I sit. I'm sorry it was disappointing. Maybe when he is a year older the thought of Santa will be a bit more exciting!
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