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White Christmas
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Well, that was a first. Its taken five years, but Zac has finally woken up before us on Christmas day. And boy, was he excited. He could not believe that Santa had found him in America. Not only that, Santa must have come down the chimney and he left his usual letter after knocking of the yogurt and water.
Zac raced down stairs and saw that there were also presents under the Christmas tree and that there was heaps of snow on the cars outside. Everything was exciting. Probably too much for a little guy to take in all at once. But wide eyes and a dropped jaw were doing their best to take it all in.
One of the best things about being an only kid, is that you don't have to compete with brothers and sisters when it comes to present opening. So Zac has learned to take his time. Not really the way I remember things growing up, but he was having fun. And he had a chance to check out everything in his stocking.
To Zac's amazement, Santa had remembered the things Zac talked to him about in Durango - there was the Human Torch, Hulk, Silver Surfer and Iron Man. Unfortunately, it seems Santa had not heard that Thor was also on the list. Oops. And there were other cool American things that Santa had thought of - he must have an incredible workshop.
And then under the tree, there were a few more things from Mummy and Daddy (although the real present was back in Australia). The biggest present is the one that took his fancy - surprise, surprise. The look on his face when he ripped back the paper and saw he had his own Dallas Cowboys helmet and Jersey was priceless. He could hardly wait to try it out - but the weather was saying he would have to wait.
One of the difficult things with staying at a Bed & Breakfast can be the "socializing" you think you are expected to do. No problems here - we were the only guests in this huge house, which made it a lovely family time. Further, the hosts now live across the road and they had their own family things to do, which meant it was just the five of us and we could do what we liked.
After presents and a late breakfast, Zac wanted to play gridiron. Everyone else wanted a sleep. I drew the short straw (but I did not mind) and we suited up for a bit of outside play. Unfortunately for a boy from Queensland, playing in sub-zero snow is a bit of a challenge (as well as a heap of fun) and it did not take long for fingers to start to freeze - and you need fingers to throw and catch a ball. So, after a few throws each, Zac went screaming back inside with frozen hands. Seems I got off lightly. But I was a bit disappointed for him.
We had found no church services on in town, so it was just lazing around for the day.
We did find a Denny's open for Christmas lunch and three of us opted for the roast turkey lunch. They can do amazing things with turkeys here - the slices we had were perfectly round. Quite incredible. Quite revolting. The pretend cranberry sauce and gravy kind of made it palatable.
Ooh and we also had yellow (not orange) carrots amongst our vegetables. Some really weird stuff going on in the kitchen in Denny's. The pumpkin or pecan pie for dessert did not really improve things. But, it was all good for a laugh - at least it was opened.
Then it was back to more resting and sleeping. But Zac wanted another turn at gridiron and I don't know why, but I drew the short straw again (I must be very lucky or unlucky, depending on how you look at it - reckon lucky). But concepts like frozen hands take a while to learn at five. But it happened again - a few throws and then Zac runs screaming into the house with frozen hands.
We had a chance to play with some presents and then the day was just about complete. A very low key day. But one in which we could just play Christmas without thinking about moving on or packing up. And Zac did not really have to think about keeping things quiet too much. He played really well and was a delight to just watch at times. If only you could bottle and keep his innocence. Jesus said that you have to be like a child to enter the kingdom of God. There is a lot in that one small sentence. But days like today, you start to get a good idea of what he was talking about.
No driving.
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