And by gifts, I means actual presents.
Gift-wrapped boxes, brown-paper-packages-tied-up-with-string gifts.
When I was a kid, I remember "sorting" the present with my siblings. We would pull all the presents out from under the tree and put them in piles and count them. So selfish, I know, but there it is. This year, Hayden was our chief "present counter." At least, he was the one who consistently reminded me of the tally and expressed concern that his pile wasn't equal with some of the other kids. I had to keep telling him I wasn't done shopping yet, and I also had presents hiding in my closet that I hadn't wrapped yet. In the end, everyone got an equal number. Don't worry!!
I just loved watching this happen: Nathan discovering the presents under the tree for the first time. He worked so hard to get over there until finally... EUREKA! He could touch them!
The other thing he loved to try to grab were the tree ornaments. Thank goodness this year, he still hadn't mastered his movements well enough to really do much damage to the tree or any of the ornaments. But it was so endearing to watch him trying so hard to reach that little nutcracker that was just a little bit too high!
























































