Let that soak in...
That's right. No excess. No obnoxious decorations. Sure, it means that The Missus has been knitting, sewing and otherwise crafting gifts since March, but she has a knitting addiction anyway and it helps justify the cost of the yarn this way. A nice side benefit is that my kids spent three quarters of the year thinking about what they could give to people for Christmas instead of what they want to get. They're more keyed up about the next Netflix movie showing up than Old Saint Nick. They went to bed (a little on the early side even) just like every other night of the year.
And because Christmas was such a low key event I actually felt rested this morning and got to work to give my Missus a little additional present for Boxing Day. As soon as I got back from church I brought the lappy in the kitchen to stream Public Radio for Handel's Messiah in its entirety, poured a coffee (and then a Guinness) and scrubbed that room from top to bottom. She woke up from her nap and I came up the back steps just in time to catch the "Wow!" moment.
So that was Christmas for us. A lot more like a Holy Day than a holiday a-la Stuff-Mart this year. It wasn't that hard either. We just decided not to buy in (literally) to all the crap this year. Hope you and yours had a wonderful weekend. See you soon.