Christmas Day

Every year, we spend Christmas Eve with Mike's family and Christmas Day with my family. So on Christmas day, I bathed Muddear, again dressed her in "going out" clothes...wig and glasses included and we headed to my mother's house. Upon arrival, Muddear was greeted by my family and thus began the festivities.

We had dinner, traditional cold-weather holiday food - turkey, dressing, macaroni and cheese, sweet potato casserole, etc. and Muddear ate and ate. This is always a plus as you know what a picky eater Muddear can be. At one point, Muddear expressed that she was cold and I placed a blanket over her lap, which seemed to satisfy her need for additional layers. I became a little worried when several times throughout our visit Muddear asked..."when are we going home?" While not a good sign, I remained optimistic. Thankfully, Muddear did not throw a fit as she has done in the past and we were able to have another joyous family-filled Christmas Day.

We arrived around 2:45 and returned home by 10:30 - a great time was had by all, or so I thought. The next day, when talking to Sharon about her Christmas (you know Sharon works every holiday, but Christmas) she told me about her conversation with Muddear. According to Muddear, we took her to a house with NO heat and forced her to stay there and freeze! To wit, she was not happy about it. Sharon said she tried to explain to Muddear that we would never take her somewhere with NO heat, but Muddear would not hear it! Even going so far as to say..."you don't know how they treat me when you are not around!"

Later that day, when Sharon was about to leave, I went into Muddear's room to ask Muddear how she was doing. Muddear's response...

"I made it through Christmas!"

Christmas Eve

Christmas is always a wonderful time of year. I enjoy the time spent with family immensely. On Christmas Eve, we packed Muddear up in her "going out"clothes, put her wig on and drove over to Mike's mother's house. For Christmas Eve, we always have a theme dinner - this year was Mexican. I was a little nervous about what Muddear would eat, because she is a very picky eater especially when she is not familiar with the entree. Fortunately, she ate like a pig with no complaints. We "draw names" for the gift exchange, but always make sure something is given to Muddear and the kids.

Muddear was so cute! Upon receipt of her gift, she just sat there holding it. After about 5 minutes, I asked if she need help opening her gift. Muddear looked at me and said, "No." Another 5 minutes went by and still Muddear had not opened her gift.

"Muddear?" Why haven't you opened your gift?
"What, this?"
"Yes."
"Is it for me?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I thought they told me to hold it."

Muddear is so funny! I can only assume that with all of the commotion, of gifts being passed around and opened as well as all of the "oohs" and "aahs" Muddear did not clearly hear that the gift was hers. Thank goodness, she loved her gift...a pair of black suede ankle boots!

Overall, I think Muddear had a wonderful time. I know we did!