"Santa?" asking as he wakes up on Christmas morning. Gus must remember Curt telling him the night before that Santa would bring him presents if he went to bed. "Let's go see the tree!" I reply as we strength his nearly awake body out of bed. Christmas morning creates a magical feeling in our home. The crystal glare of the tree lights bounce off the tops of boxes wrapped in metallic green and blue wrapping paper. A bay toddler-sized riding horse, stuffed Pixar "Dispicable Me" Minion, and a group of Mickey Mouse toys creates a focal point in front of the tree. An over-flowing stocking lays turgid on the floor, waiting to be explored. We confirmed Santa's visit by the crumbs of cookies and empty glass of milk along side of Gus's Christmas letter. The season's 'nautry or nice' tradition now made sense and Gus realized he had hit the Santa Jackpot!
Gus's hand dives straight for the Mickey Mouse bag, potent with Disney play accessories. Then all energy switches to the square shaped gifts. Using only two fingers to pull off the paper, he reveals the contents of each present. Gus wants to play with every game, which makes Santa feel like every package was a perfect choice. Most have a hidden physical therapy purpose. A marble race game seemed to be the hit until we talked him into opening his gift from Mom and Dad. Gus was surprised to find the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, with the up-slide and lookout ears. The plastic mini-model comes with accessory toy characters, such as Goofy and Pluto. The pop open walls creates the scenery to reenact episodes from favorite Mickey episodes. Assembly required with a steady three-day playtime guarantee.
Opening presents Christmas morning with Gus was extremely exciting and satisfying. Creating a heap of wrapping paper on our living room floor, with my son and husband, was the best gift I got this year. This season enhanced our blessings and shared the love we have for each other. Magical warm feelings are stored deep in my heart for our meaning of Christmas; family. I can remember the doctors in Primary Children's making it a personal goal to get us home for Christmas. At the time it didn't matter, but I now know what they wanted us to experience. Together now means more than being at the same party or in the same house. Being together as a family on Christmas was beautiful. Our hearts are sunny, our home is warm.
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