Meditations on Christmas

Gifts from Cecily

• Sleeping for 5-6 hours a night and only waking up once to be fed
• Waking up for the day after 7:30 (and sometimes after 9)
• Turning into a little flirt in the last ten days
• Being mesmerized by the magical sound of the hair drier 
• Not having RSV

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All of the (copious) presents currently under our tree are courtesy of Paul's out-of-state family members. Caleb has, predictably, determined which presents are for him and, having given each one a single shake, has proclaimed that he knows their contents. I expect that he's right--especially since it's hard to hide the tell-tale crash that is a box of legos--but Paul's been insisting that there's a real possibility that those prettily-wrapped packages actually house several boxes of macaroni.

With a straight face, he says, "I told my family that you really, really like macaroni! Isn't that true?" 

Caleb, looking dismayed, replies, "No, Daddy! I hate macaroni and cheese!"

I told him that if the presents are, in fact, macaroni and cheese, we can exchange them for a food he likes--like chocolate chips.

So Caleb can now be found muttering to himself at the Christmas tree, "I hate macaroni and cheese!" or "My favorite food is chocolate chips," like he can't believe his father could have misread him so terribly.

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I really hope Paul likes (loves) his presents.