We had an AMAZING Christmas. It seems to get better and better every year. We did stories with the boys, Norad Santa, baking, laughing, loving, enjoying, playing games... all the things that makes Christmas Eve special. Ethan every year cries before bed on Christmas Eve. He says his tummy hurts and his heart hurts every Christmas Eve thinking about Santa. His emotions are so overwhelming he doesn't know how to handle it. When we put out all the Santa gifts, while cuddling next to John, Binx on the recliner, I looked around at the tree, the presents the brownies and said, "We are so lucky". This overwhelming feeling of gratitude filled me. Looking at a mountain of presents and all I could think is that the best things in life... aren't things.