The Calm Before The Presents

I remember being a kid, not being able to get up and at the presents under the tree soon enough.  It was so exciting!

Then I became more relaxed about it, as did each of us in turn as we aged.  In my teens it was like “okay, whenever.” This got even worse after I was on my own.  Especially once I only had to go one place for dinner and presents.

I’d wake up and say “eleven o’clock!?” Then I’d even be late for dinner if I didn’t move it.

This year Sadie doesn’t know any better, so she’s still sacked out, sleeping like a teenager, while we’re already up.  With a few breaks to eat or have a new diaper, she can sleep ten hours no problem, and as much as six at a stretch.

So here I am, up first, having my coffee, in the calm before the presents both in the today sense, and in the “not yet having the kid get up at 5:00 eager to dive under the tree” sense.  Since I started typing this, Deb has gotten up and she’s a bit eager, but I don’t think she’ll ever get up at 5:00, wake up the whole house, or not wake up the house and just go open everything.  I seem to recall a tale of one of my younger cousins doing that when she was little.

Guess we’ll get to it soon though, since we’ll have to be leaving…

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