Is it over?
My favorite part of Christmas is the next day. The morning when no one is motivated to get up at 5 a.m., when instead everyone is slow and sleepy, and drowsy pleasure takes the place of excitement and package-tearing fever.
At our house a few presents remain unopened, waiting for visitors.
This year, I wrapped gifts in brown craft paper and decorated with stamping, pom poms and neon dots. One of my sons helped with stamping but mostly my kids cheered me on, always bemused by my crafty antics. (Maybe next year I’ll post before the holiday, but probably not.)
By the way, this is what has become of my project table. Portable ping pong, anyone?