We don't do the whole Santa-Claus-Christmas-Morning thing. The kids don't really understand the concept, and my in-laws have never made a huge deal out of it (Hubby never had a tree growing up). Which is kind of a relief: we get a few small gifts and have a nice dinner.
Today, however, Hubby's parents went to Vegas, so Hubby and I (and my mom) went back to Stinson Beach, where we'd had so much fun on Thanksgiving. And we brought the dog this time, to let her run around and play with the other pups. And we had a GREAT time, again!
We started with a picnic, then went to the playground. WG started to fuss a bit, so we went to the beach, where she immediately cheered up. LG made a run for the water, but it was a bit too cold, even for him. And the dog? She got so excited she pooped (which was immediately cleaned up and disposed of), then proceeded to run around like a puppy rather than the arthritic 13 year-old she is. (She's now sound asleep on her ergonimically-supportive dog bed, where she'll probably stay for the next 3 days).
We then came home, where I proceeded to slave for many minutes heating up food traditional foodstuffs bought at Whole Foods the other day.
Plus some spaghetti for the kids.
And then we watched the "Doctor Who" Christmas special. Which I thought was merely sweet and charming until the last few minutes, when I started getting weepy.
So now we're all relaxing in various ways, and I can truthfully say this has been the best Christmas I can remember.
I hope you've all had a wonderful holiday, whichever one(s) you celebrate (if any).