Christmas 2014 has come and gone and it was a good one. While it seemed doubtful at times that everything would get done, somehow it did. And in the end, the actual day was more relaxing and less stressful than most years.
The cookies got baked, thanks to a hand from the Big Elf. When it comes to baking, he takes on a little more each year and it really helps. I think he likes tasting most of all.
And the cookies got eaten too, thanks in part to this Little Elf. But then, that's what they're for. My experiment for this year (there's always one) was Dark Chocolate Salted Carmel. Kayla and I thought they were delicious. They're really dark, however...like almost black. Wayne said they looked like they belonged in the barnyard which prompted Brad to proclaim them as Reindeer Poop cookies, a name which is sure to stick. It didn't bother Kayla and me though' we agreed I should make them again next year.
Santa arrived, or maybe it was one of his elves. Brad conned Kayla into helping him with his wrapping and they very cleverly used the scraps to create a bow on one of them. It's awesome having him just a few minutes (instead of hours) away.
And the presents were perfect and much appreciated. We all got a chuckle out of the fact that the gift card we selected for Brad said "Happy Birthday" instead of "Merry Christmas" but I scribbled on the holder that the greeting was directed to Baby Jesus, of course. It will spend just the same.
Sometimes, no matter what they say, the best presents really are under the tree. It really is a wonderful life.