Cups and Christmas - XMas Part Two!

What do cups and Christmas have to do with one another?

It's certainly not that William was enjoying a holiday juice from his sippy - he refuses to drink from it.

Christmas morning often begins with a cup of coffee.

After we woke up and celebrated in Clarion, we gave happy thank-you hugs to Gula, PopPop, and Aunt Erika, loaded up the car (in the snow!) and got on the road. Destination: State College. Grandpa and Nanna's house!

William snoozed while Dad navigated the SUV through snowy streets and over white hills. We arrived, bundled the baby in a nice blanket, and ran inside. Nanna's house looked gorgeous as always at the holidays. Greens on every doorframe, wreaths and a candle in each window.

A big red sign was on the closed living room door. It told everyone not to enter until William Wesley had arrived! A note from Santa and a few remaining cookie crumbles let us know that the big man had found his way here, too.


Everyone was waiting for William in the kitchen. He hugged his Grandpa, Nanna, Uncles Andrew and David, and his Nain and Taid. Like in Clarion, he must have been able to tell from everyone else that something was up, and something was special. He was beaming and VERY excited. We all ate Nanna's delicious brunch, enjoyed cups of her spiced tea and Taid's famous bloody maries! Yum.

Finally it was time to go in to the living room... and, oh, my!

An impressive red toy kitchen, built by Grandpa Santa, a huge Radio Flyer wagon, a lifesized stuffed doggie... wow!

Showing Nainy and Taidy the Photo Book he made them.

In true Christmas spirit, William honestly loved and enjoyed everything he tore into. What a good boy. (Next year, surely, he will also be this good when we have our new Elf on the Shelf to watch over him and report back to the North Pole during the countdown to Christmas! Terrible Twos, Schmerrible Twos...)


Trucks and books and play food for his gourmet kitchen. What a very, very, very lucky little boy.

Of course, he is way too young to understand Christmas, but having William for the holidays has been the best thing in the world so far. I can only imagine how much fun it will be when he believes in Santa, and waits at the top of the stairs on Christmas morning, and proudly gives his own gifts.

For now, it was still pretty magical for him. I'm sure he felt all the love in those rooms in Clarion and State College on December 25th.

Personally, my cup runneth over.