Christmas morning arrived and we had two very happy boys who were extremely excited to go downstairs and check out their new toys. We got a late start because they slept until 8am. Why in the world would they sleep until 8am on Christmas? In any case, we enjoyed sleeping a little bit late and then slowly going downstairs in anticipation. We have some video, of course, but it might take a bit of time to edit it. I'll explain as best I can what happened.
We went downstairs and Drew opened the front door to invite Santa in the house. I'm not kidding. He looked for about 10 seconds on the front porch until I explained to him that Santa had already come in the middle of the night. He then realized, along with Ollie, that there were toys in the living room. He was super excited to see the train table and all the trains set up! There were a lot of trains. I think Santa may have gone just a tad bit overboard with the trains, but as Drew told me today - Santa brought trains for him, and for Ollie, and for Daddy. Obviously, daddy needed to have some trains, too. Ollie discovered an easel with dry erase markers. He loves markers. Again, if someone can please explain to me why Santa left a toddler with a full container of markers that would be great. I don't know what that old man was thinking. Ollie sure enjoyed the endless markers so much so that he didn't even want to go through his stocking.
It was a lovely morning full of toys and more toys. The kids received so many wonderful presents - books, puzzles, art supplies, cars, a "real" football (Drew was adamant it be real) , a much talked about purple camera, dinosaurs, candy and more candy. The kids were in heaven. The boys also received an orange in the toe of their stockings, which Ollie needed to dig into right away. Yes, he ate the orange before even asking for candy. What's wrong with this kid?
We had a lot of fun opening all the presents and watching their expressions. Drew's favorite present was either the Wilson Chuggington train or the purple camera. It's a toss up. Ollie's favorite was the markers, hands down.
The dinosaurs are fun, but they seem to need lots of time outs for biting the boys' fingers. Bad dinosaurs.
Sidebar: Speaking of dinosaurs, on the way home from Fernbank Science Museum today (another blog to come, I'm sure), we needed some entertainment and Mike began singing "Old MacDonald had a farm..." and can you believe that it had a dragon, dinosaur, lion, pig, and tiger. Do you know that those animals make some funny noises? They all went "Rrrrraarrrr", except the pig which said Oink. Anyhow, it was pretty darn cute listening to my quiet boy yell at the top of his lungs the animal noises.
Anyhow, back to Christmas. After we had opened presents, eaten cinnamon rolls, and gorged on candy, I discovered that it was pushing 11am!!! We had a flight to catch to Minnesota. We needed to leave our house by 2pm so that left 3 hours to get our family packed. I originally thought we had plenty of time to get to the airport, but then when 11am hit and we still hadn't moved from the living room I began to get a little panicky.
We did get packed and we did not miss our flight. In fact, the boys did quite well with all the modes of transportation. Buses, moving sidewalks, elevators, escalators, airplanes, and cars. Ollie loved the airplane. He kept pointing and saying the word "airplane" over and over. Mike tried to move him along at one point and then he had a very unhappy Ollie. Next time, I explained to Mike that he needed to allow Ollie to say "bye" to the airplane in order for him to have some closure and not get the meltdown. For some reason if Ollie doesn't get to say "bye" he loses it! 
The flight was quiet and empty. The best time to fly is on Christmas night because everyone else is already at their destination. The boys were good and Uncle Bob was nice enough to meet us at baggage claim. Drew ran right past him and rightly so because it has been a full year since we saw them last, but mostly I think it was because after being restrained in a sardine can for three hours, Drew exploded with energy and ran the distance from the airplane to the baggage claim without looking where he was going. 
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