Sage ALWAYS wakes up at anywhere from 6-7, SOMETIMES a little later--except on Christmas, of course. She slept until a little after 8 today, JUST like she did last year. I was vacuuming and everything; she didn't make a sound. I watched the monitor light until I hallucinated that it moved...hahaha. But she FINALLY woke up, and she was VERY overwhelmed. I said, "SAGE, today's the day! SANTA CAME!" And she was thinking he'd STILL be here, I think, because she was like, "No he didn't." She was very pleased, and she's "cooking" as I speak.
TODAY'S THE DAY!
He ate the cake, drank the milk, AND wrote a letter.
WOAH.
Look at all that Santa left.
Some of her kitchen goodies.
She had so much fun opening the gifts.
I love this picture.
This was her first experience with a jack-in-the-box. This picture was taken the moment he came up. Isn't it funny?
CANDY.
And he even brought her a ball, which she loved.
Helping Daddy open his gifts.
We tend to lose our remote quite often. This is kind of a joke, but we're ACTUALLY using it now--it's for real.
I will explain THIS gift below.*
My baby girl.
She's in there somewhere. Hopefully, we'll find her again.
*Ok, so the two things that Travis told me he wanted for Christmas months ago were an $800 camera and a motorcycle. Well it just so turns out that I GOT that camera (for a great deal right after Thanksgiving during the holiday sales) when I was in Kentucky back in November. He was in AL then, and I called and told him that I bought a wooden dollhouse for Sage for $250. What's funny is that she already has a dollhouse, and he was like, "She has one though. Why in the world did you spend that much money?" Because I had already spent a lot of money on her. I was like, "Oh this one is so intricate, and she'll be able to keep it forever." I wrapped it there and actually had him hide "the dollhouse" when I got home. He even asked me a few questions about it during the following weeks like, "So that's a dollhouse in there?" I totally went with it. I can tell some of the best lies when it's for a surprise. ;) So today I had it set back and I told him, "I want Sage to open this last because I want her to have that 'one last thing.'" I had many other things for him as well: clothes, lots of pampered chef goodies, a movie, that remote...and then I said, "Sage, here's one more." She ripped it open and he just gasped. Then he was kind of confused, followed by nervous laughter, followed by ripping the box open because he was so excited. Thank you, I'm accepting my wife of the year award next week. :)
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