It's Christmas evening. Christmas is almost over. The hustle and bustle is coming to an end. Soon we will be able to breath a sigh of relief and go back to business as usual.
Henri and I went on a run after I got off work yesterday. It had been raining all day. It was supposed to snow, which it did briefly, but big gloppy snowflakes that fell like lead. It wasn't even pretty. It was rather disappointing considering we were supposed to have nice snow for Christmas.
There was finally a break in the rain when I got off work, so we took the opportunity to go on a little festive run. Since it wasn't going to be dark, we were able to stop by some trees that I've been trying to get our picture by. The picture still didn't turn out great since it wasn't dark enough to see the lights, but with a few stickers and filters, it celebrated the fact that we went for a run on Christmas Eve.
I got some new running clothes for Christmas, some more suitable for the cooler weather. I'm excited to take them for a spin!
Henri was very good boy this year, or at least he must have been because he made out like a bandit this year for Christmas. He got his BarkBox on Monday, which had two toys in it. I got him a personalized Pridebites fribee, which he has been working on finding a weak spot to destroy it. I got him a glow-in-the-dark Chuck-It ball for playing at the dog park when the sun goes down. My husband even picked out a toy for him this year, which they put a hole in it within minutes. My sister got him a few toys that should be able to withstand his destructive habits, for at least a while.
He likes to unwrap his presents, shredding the paper into tiny bits. He immediately starts punching the toys with his nose, hunting for a squeaker. He had a big morning, opening presents, playing with his presents and playing with the wrapping paper from our presents. We went to the park since the sun decided to come out today, where he played and enjoyed being outside. He ate pork stew for dinner tonight and has been enjoying his favorite uncles visiting. It's probably been one of the best days of his life! Isn't that what Christmas is all about?
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