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Christmas Day

Christmas morning was fun.  We left Gabby in our room watching Peppa Pig while we made cinnamon rolls and she drank her morning milk.  Then, we called Michael's parents, Grandma and Grandpa, but they didn't answer.  After our second attempt to call so they could watch  Gabby via Skype, we decided to just allow her to see Santa's gifts.


Gabby walked into the living room (Michael and I were very excited to see her reaction), walked directly to the kitchen Santa left, and began cooking.  No squeals, no excitement, nothing.  It was as if there had always been a toy kitchen in the middle of our living room.  We explained to her that that along with the food, pots and pans, and shopping cart were from Santa.  Still no reaction, instead there was the passing out of delicious "apple" meals to Michael and I.   Although she didn't really have a reaction to the surprises left in the living room it was apparent Santa made good choices.

After eating breakfast Grandma and Grandpa joined us thanks to internet and video cameras.  Gabby opened her gifts, which she was very good at opening. She seemed interested and opened all of her gifts excitedly.


We arrived at my parents house at about 11:00 and were greeted by Grandma, Papa, G.G., and Aunt Lisa.  Moments later Nanny and Uncle Patrick arrived as well.  We all ate lunch and then excitedly opened presents.  By excitedly I mean everyone was excited to see how Gabby reacted to their gift.  Just like last year there was a plethora of gifts and Gabby got tired of opening them before she was finished, I mean so tired she had to take a nap and finish opening the last gifts so she would truly appreciate them all.  She was a champ at opening gifts.  She opened them all on her own and only occasionally became upset because she didn't want to move on to the next gift because the gift she had opened was too fun.  Even in the boxes she seemed to understand what the gifts were.  She "wow weed" over the wardrobe she was given, she squealed at the crib, stroller, and car seat for her Meow (no babies in her baby paraphernalia), she stroked and danced with Toto, she read the books she was given, and made everyone eat the toy food she was given.  Needless to say Gabby had a magical Christmas full of family, love, and lots of fun!  Thank you everyone for letting Gabby run the show Christmas day and making it magical for her.


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