I think it's safe to say that Silas was more excited for this Christmas than every before. He's at that golden age when the sweet anticipation of Santa's arrival is at it's purest.
Silas left out the obligatory plate of cookies, which was soon joined by a steaming cup of coffee (gotta keep Santa awake while he assembles that puppet theater).
Surprisingly, the first thing Silas noticed was not the ginormous quilt-wrapped present behind him, but the shop vac Santa graciously bestowed upon his mom and dad (thanks Santa! You are so practical).
The coveted orange. He asked for one every year. Not like we don't eat oranges pretty much every day this time of year, but I guess there's just something special about the ones Santa grows up in the North Pole. Santa also fills our stockings with nuts. He is very traditional in that way :)
Santa also hides things in the tree each year for Silas to find. How fun is that?
Finding the treasures in his stocking next to the warm glow of the pellet stove.
Hooray for puppets and puppet theaters!
This kid is a performer at heart. Our goal with this year's gift giving was to acknowledge and nurture this side of him. We have already seen a number of shows and can't wait for what this creative kid comes up with next. Thank you to everyone who contributed to Silas' puppet Christmas. You may just be witnessing the emergence of the next Jim Henson.
We spent both Christmas eve and Christmas afternoon with Patrick. Patrick and Silas even hung out for a while so that Drew and I could go to a Christmas day Yoga class (thanks Patrick!).
Later that day, at Patrick's, Grandma and Papa got to watch Silas open their gifts.
Here are a couple of pics that didn't make the holiday card cut, but for various reasons, were funny enough to post. The top picture is the one we almost chose.
Silas really wanted Olive to be included, but it turns out Olive doesn't care about posing for pictures. I like this shot of the three of us, if not for the 4-eyed mutant cat.
Mustaches are in vogue. But the candy cane stache didn't quite work the way he wanted it to. Guess I wasn't a fan of it either.
We were all pretty sick during this photo shoot, Silas especially. I think we limited the photo shoot to 5 minutes and then went with whatever came out the best. So, this was the Christmas 2011 family photo, such as it is.
This Monday, we mailed off Silas' letter to Santa. Poulsbo has a special mailbox set up just for letters designated for the North Pole.
"Yep, that's how they get there" he said as he dropped his letter in. It must have gotten there fast, because we already got Santa's reply in Wednesday's mail.
The letter: Silas insisted on addressing it to both Santa and Mrs. Claus. "That's how you know you'll get what you want" he told me, "if you let Mrs. Claus know. She'll tell Santa to get on it."
Dear Santa and Mrs. Claus,
I want a puppet theater and some Backyardigans costumes.
I have snowflakes on my windows. My mommy and me made them. I have three Santa statues on the piano.
I would like an orange in my stocking. Penguin, my stuffed animal, wants a Spider-man mask and an orange in his stocking that he can look at and study, because he's never seen and orange before. That will be his lucky day.
My friend Orangutan wants a guitar that he can share with me. Also an orange.
Our cozy home is in fact all decked out for the holidays. This year's tree:
24 felted trees, three Santas, and one gingerbread house atop the piano:
My 2011 Christmas decoration additions: knitted lights and strategically placed mistletoe:
Another view of the piano. A crochet's knight guards the gingerbread house. Each day in December leading up to Christmas, Silas finds a different handmade puppet (including the knight) under that day's tree. Only three more trees to go!
Silas got to participate in a small community Christmas performance on the 10th. .
In the morning, the kids made snowflakes and paper chains to decorate the old school house, which is now the community center.
Performance time: Patrick came to watch!
I thought for sure he would think this Santa was totally bogus, but nope. All he cared about was that Santa had a present with his name on it. And, it was a Wizard of Oz pop-up book, no less. How did Santa know that we'd gone to see the Kitsap Children's Musical Theater performance of Wizard of Oz that very afternoon! Wow!
Dorothy meets Glinda the Good and the Munchkins.
Silas, fresh from the critical acclaim he received as "boy who brings Christmas cards to girl sitting in chair" in the community Christmas performance tells us that he does want to be in a KCMT production once he's old enough. And when they do Wizard of Oz again, he's going to be the Tin Woodman. I can see it :)
Clearly, as is evidenced by these pictures, he's over it. Not only did he sit on Santa's lap, but he talked his ear off as well.
These pictures were taken at Silas' preschool holiday party last Friday. The kids were beyond excited to see Santa show up, and I think Silas got caught up enough in the moment that he let go of his fears. While we were in line, he kept saying things like "Is that a real Santa or just some guy? I think it's just some guy. If he was Santa, why wouldn't he just send his elves to do this?" He kept going on about it until I finally said "Oh, just go with it Silas." On the way home, I asked what his take was on this Santa. Real, or not real. "Not real," he replied. "I knew because of his hat. That's not the real Santa's hat."
By the next morning, however, he was singing a different tune: "He's one of the real Santa's." Apparently, and quite logically, Silas has decided there are many.
Looks like he might be a Santa-in-training himself!