On Christmas morning, the rule at our house is that no one can come downstairs until Mom and Dad give the okay. From the top of the stairs, the kids can see part of the tree, but they can't see the whole room. Riley and Kaiya, eager with anticipation, were up around 5:00 am sitting and waiting (the other rule is that we wait for everyone to wake up on their own). They had been planning all week the games they could play and books they could play to keep themselves busy while they waited to open presents. Because of the Christmas Eve festivities, everyone got to bed kind of late, so the little kids actually slept in until about 7:30. Once they were awake, we made everyone go potty before the present unwrapping could begin, so you can imagine how anxious Riley and Kaiya were by the time we finally let them come downstairs! (Notice that Ryder has shorts and shoes on in the above picture---he insists on getting dressed, complete with shoes, the instant he gets out of bed in the morning. He won't even go to sleep unless his shoes are waiting for him right next to his bed. Funny kid!)
Once everyone comes downstairs, they are allowed to check out their stockings. Then we all gather for a family prayer before unwrapping presents. In an ideal world, we take turns unwrapping presents, starting with the youngest and working up to the oldest. Everyone patiently waits their turn, oohing and awing over everyone's gifts. When Jayson and I went to bed the night before, I actually had visions of this occurring. Taking turns had worked great when we opened up the pj's and I decided that the quints were old enough to "get it". In reality, it was nothing like I had imagined. Instead it was complete CHAOS!
Kids were opening presents left and right, no matter whose names were on the outside. Kyndall and Rustin were the worst offenders (of course!). I think I said "It's not your turn!" and "That's not your present!" at least a hundred times. But, despite the madness, it was so FUN. While the quints didn't exactly get the whole "taking turns" idea, they DID understand the opening presents and they were so excited by everything that they opened.
Displaying their stocking surprises: Ryder, Kyndall, Rustin, Kaydence, Kassidy, Riley and Kaiya. The quints got "Sing-a-ma-jigs" in their stockings and Riley and Kaiya got juggling balls and a BYU wallet. I love that the Sing-a-ma-jigs came in all the quint's colors!
Kyndall opens her "doggie in a pink purse". I took the quints to Walmart one day and let them look in the toy department---the girl's saw these "Pucci Pups" and decided that was what they wanted for Christmas. I was sure that 3-years-old = fickle and that they would change their minds, but they never did!
After the present opening, we sat down for our traditional Christmas breakfast----little boxes of cereal, cinnamon rolls and chocolate milk. The little cereal boxes is one of Riley and Kaiya's favorite traditions, and it is one that has been going for at least three generations in my family.
The Whole Family