The decibel level shot skyward, and everyone had a complete blast. You couldn't hear yourself thinking, but it didn't matter because what mattered was everybody else.
It was the best of Christmases!
The children went from one thrill to the next, opening long kept secrets and loving it all. Airplanes, and dolls, and Erector sets, and one extra special motorcycle a certain three year old held onto right throughout the day. Somebody really chose well.
And did I mention the food? A treasure trove!
- all kinds of 'starters'
- a spiral cut ham
- turkey and dressing
- mashed potatoes and gravy
- green bean casserole
- marshmallow yams
- pineapple glaze
- homemade hot rolls
- cranberry sauce
- apple pie and ice cream
- pumpkin pie and whipped cream
- more, but I can't really remember what
As I sat at the table I could look out over the crowd of loved ones and friends, and admire each one. Perhaps that was when the decibel level reached a peak, of sorts. But who cared? The stories were all great, and the jokes were all funny. You couldn't have asked for anything better than those several hours we have just finished spending.
When exhaustion set in, an iPad suddenly appeared and the three littles gathered round it. A lovely hush fell upon the house. There was a game of Scrabble, and then - charades! Hahahaha!! At one point the grownups were having so much fun that the children commented on it. Pointedly. What on earth were these grownups up to?
But I know for certain what the grownups are up to. They are falling into exhausted heaps, right here and now. I am going to close the lid of this laptop and give the whole thing a rest.
But not before I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas! God bless you, my dear Readers.
The post-dinner Scrabble game
See you along the way!