Yesterday was filled with merriment and family and joy and such.
For realsies, it was fun.
I finally woke Gabriel up at 730 when I couldn't stand it anymore because HELLO, it's Christmas how can you be asleep?
"Do you think Santa came?"
"Let's go find out."
He spent about 4 1/2 hours meticulously opening his gifts from me, and playing with/wearing/eating each one before he opened the next.
Then we went up to my parents' house for proper festivities, which were made extra Christmas-y by the 3-year-olds (Gabriel, Elliot, Camille) getting into my car, and then locking the keys in my car, necessitating a call to AAA.
Plus we found out that a kid in Simon's first grade class is actually our cousin (extra weird because he's the one kid we talk about all the time, and we all have a very firm grasp on who our cousins are).
Aside from the car locking nightmare, the children were all surprisingly not-too-bratty considering both the sugar and the overwrought nature of children on Christmas.