Twas The Night Before Christmas...

It's Christmas Eve and Owen is nestled all snug in his bed and hopefully, with visions of something he loves (Elmo?) in his head.

Today didn't go exactly as planned, but it was still a memorable day for me.  Owen and I finished our errands this morning and then spent the rest of the day playing with the toys he may not be interested in anymore after he gets all his new ones tomorrow! 

We watched the toddler version of A Christmas Story (Elmo's Christmas Countdown.)  We took a few pictures in his new Christmas pajamas with my new Christmas gift (a special flash for my camera.)  And while Owen was having his nighttime bottle, we read The Night Before Christmas.  He hasn't shown interest in it yet, but when I had his undivided attention tonight, he enjoyed it.  He even pointed at the Santa pictures and tried to grab the book on the pages with the pictures of Santa.

Steve was scheduled to be home tonight, but due to the major storms in the middle of the country, he was delayed so badly that he couldn't make it home from Chicago.  Tomorrow morning was supposed to be Owen's first real Santa experience, but I think Santa might come a little later in the day.  Most people don't know this, but Santa will come at special times (and sometimes special days) for people who can't be home Christmas Eve night because they are helping other people get home to their families.  Santa thinks people who are helping others on Christmas Eve are really special and he will come back and deliver their gifts when they are home because he appreciates them so much.