Hello Santa.......you are scary! After traumatizing Connor with a visit to see the man in red we thought it was only fitting to reward him with a visit to see the Mouse with red shorts. My family has made our annual Christmas voyage to Disney World for over 15 years. It is a tradition that is very important for us to keep. No matter how down you are, nothing brings you up better than a stroll down Main Street USA, especially bedazzled with Christmas ornamentation. This trip was especially fun because Connor really took it all in. He wanted to touch the big bouquets of balloons, and catch the "snow" falling from the air. He's still not sure about other dressed up characters, but he loved the rides. He very desperately wanted to ride the Race Cars on the Speedway but came up about 1/2 inch too short. We couldn't believe how close he was to the 32" mark. He is one tall boy for 14 months old. We couldn't have asked for a more beautiful day either, and it was just the icing on the cake.
Of course we took in the great lights at Hollywood Studios, and we ended our Disney adventure at Ohana which has now become another tradition. Every time we go I tell myself to take my time with the food, but then I just rush forward and eat until my heart is content. Each item they bring out seems to be more tasty than the last. Then one tends to go back for seconds, thirds, and sometimes fourths. Add to the list the dessert and you leave popping a button. Little Connor slept through the whole thing, even with our raucous laughter, the baby was content.
Christmas Eve was spent at our house again this year with a yummy roast and other fixings. I didn't decorate much this year because Connor has the innate ability to make anything into a toy. I figured if the tree was up and decorated, what else did we need? It was nice putting the table together to entertain for the evening. We watched Elf and then made our way to the Christmas Eve Candlelight Service at church. Connor wore his first tie, and I cannot get over what a big boy he is turning into. Again he found dreamland during the service, and we didn't have to worry about him burning down the building with lit candles.
Mommy and Daddy were very excited for this Christmas with Connor. Last year was special and he responded to the presents, but this year took on an entire new phase of gift opening. His squeals of delight, laughter, and facial expressions will forever remain in my heart. The little boy was on cloud nine!! His big gift waiting by the tree this year was a Little Tikes Cozy Coupe, complete with trailer. He could not contain his excitement! He knew just what to do to, and opened the door, got himself in, closed the door behind him and started turning the steering wheel back and forth. It was the most satisfying experience as a mother to watch him thoroughly enjoy himself. This is how a child gets spoiled. I love giving him things he truly appreciates. Luckily, he is far from being Veruca Salt. He was certainly on the Nice list this year. Santa brought him plenty of things that roll, especially cars and trucks which are his favorite right now.
This year we finally had our first taste of Monkey Bread, and boy was it good. I know, I know, who hasn't had monkey bread? Well, the people in this family could certainly raise their hand up until Christmas morning. I think it will be a Christmas staple, and a birthday staple, and an anniversary staple, and a fourth Saturday of the month staple (wait is that tomorrow)....etc
Christmas morning at Grandma Glenda's house was just as special. With getting his very own motorized Lightning McQueen, to his own Alarm Key Chain, each gift was an adventure. I will have to post the video Connor cracking up pushing buttons on his keys. It had the whole house laughing. He truly is a constant source of joy, and we are in such awe of him. I don't understand the people who aren't as thrilled with him as we are, but then again we are a little biased. Three days before Christmas marked the 3 month anniversary of Dad's accident. Some days are much harder than other days, but I can say that Connor is a constant reminder to "Keep moving forward". On the tough days I can almost hear dad saying come on Kristin, pull it together. He was very tender towards me though, and I know he would have wanted to be here with us to enjoy this Christmas like we did. I know though that he had a much better Christmas than we could ever imagine, but it doesn't make me miss him any less. I'm looking forward to a 2012 that holds more Joy and Laughter than Heartache and Tears. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!