So my plan today was to write something spiritual about idolatry because I've been thinking about it a lot lately, but let's be honest, Elijah is more fun to talk about than idolatry, except for when he is idolizing something food-related. Then he is not fun to talk about or over at all.
This was our year to spend Thanksgiving with my parents, so we went ahead and celebrated Christmas with them too. That meant opening presents on Saturday. This is the first year that Elijah really had any idea what was going on. He opened the first present, realized it was a book, took it over to Sal (she is my extra grandma :)) and said "Read, pwease." Totally disregarding the fact that he still had a ridiculously large stack of presents to open. He only took a little bit of coaxing and a promise that we would read to him later to open some more.
After he had opened several more presents, all of which he thought he needed to play with immediately, he opened his lamp. Now, this was no ordinary lamp, no it has construction machines on it, to match his construction sheets. He insisted that we set it up immediately in my parents' living room. It did go just perfectly with their living room decor, thanks for asking. We turned it on, he then informed us, "That's a wamp." We thanked him for the information, and for the rest of the day any time he walked by the lamp, he informed anyone who happened to be around, "That's a wamp." That's my boy, he is very helpful.
Also, Rachel was there. She slept through the festivities, which is probably good, since most of her presents were wrapped in plastic bags, which all come with warnings not to let small children play with them. So all in all everyone was quite happy with our first Christmas of the year. Especially Elijah, whose "wamp" is now set up on our kitchen floor. It really adds something to my interior decorating style.
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