Observations: Christmas 2013

Thoughts that occur to me as Christmas afternoon fades to Christmas evening:

• We've got a good doggie.  When we set up the Christmas tree, there was a momentary look of "these people are insane: they bring a tree inside!"  Apart from that, she's scarcely paid it any attention.  We were careful to put the breakable decorations up high; turns out she really couldn't care less about it.
• We're in kinda a sweet spot for getting up Christmas morning.  The kids are still enough into Christmas that they want to get up early and go see what the presents are.  As teen/pre-teens, though, they're not banging on my head at 5:30 anymore.  I was able to sleep in until after 7:00 this year.  Maybe next year, 7:30?
• We're also really past the whole drama of not having received every single thing on our wish lists. And surprises--like Sarah receiving a recurve bow and some arrows, and David receiving .380 ammo and personal protective gear for shooting--are beginning to be more appreciated.
• I am really just about thisclose to a food coma from the bacon-wrapped roast pork tenderloin (and everything else that was on the dinner table).  That's a lotta pork.
• Between Mary and David, 17 DVD/video-game sized packages were opened.  Mary should be set on her Bond movies for a few hours.  David has already learned how to kill everything in Call of Duty Ghosts…that didn't take long.
• Is it a sign that I'm getting old, when I really do appreciate the oh-so-practical gifts more than the rest?
• All the baking, all the cooking, and despite our best efforts there's still about as much food left as when we started.  I really could have done half the prep and still felt overfull at the end.