The less happy news was that my grandma didn't feel well enough to come and celebrate Christmas Eve with us. Tomorrow we will visit her and bring her her presents.
Actually we had agreed to no or only small presents. Hah! Of course it didn't work. Everyone got several gifts and naturally the Little One had a pile bigger than himself. My Mom wanted to tape his first Christmas but he was more interested in the camera than in the gifts. Much hilarity ensued. Finally I unpacked the presents for him. The thing he took an instant liking to was the big Bobby car. He played with it almost all of the evening pushing it around the living room. He stopped only to play with the tv remote control. He zapped through all the channels. We had to separate him forcefully from it and from the cd player. He really likes technical things. He was so wired up he had trouble getting to sleep. No wonder, it was his first Christmas.