I remember growing up and wishing that Christmas morning would arrive! The joyful anticipation for what was in bags and gifts that were wrapped. Treasures of toys that I couldn't wait to play with.
As a father my greatest joy on Christmas is seeing my girls tear into their toys with bright eyed wonder. This year we opted to buy fewer but better gifts. We had noted that so many gifts left our girls with sensory overload. Leaving them uncertain of what to do with so much.
It paid off! I've never seen them so enthralled. The morning has been spent playing and making memories. This is what Christmas is all about.
Merry Christmas! May your day be filled with joy, wonder, great memories, family & friends.