My side of the family spent Christmas Eve with each other for the first time in ages. Despite the snow, everyone made it over! My aunts and uncles have all been hanging out with each other more frequently and it really makes me happy seeing that. My mum cooked a crap load of food like she always does and everyone just feasted on it for hours. Here's a funny story...one of my baby cousins has magically changed her name. When she was born I was the one who picked out her name: Cassie. My aunt and uncle had a hard time pronouncing it but then liked it anyways so they stuck with it. Now that she's in kindergarten, kids are learning how to spell their names and such and with the bad "Vienglish" (Vietnamese-English) that my aunt and uncle have, they misspelt her name and the whole pronunciation thing went with it. They missed an "S" so now she's known as Casie. On Christmas Eve when my sister went up to her and said "Hi Cassie, I haven't seen you in a long time!" she replied with..."My name isn't Cassie....it's Casie."
-.- Oiy. That's the second name in this family that was butchered because of misspellings and pronunciation. The first one was my brother, Lairay. Haha...oh man, the stories I could tell.
Anyways, for Christmas Day, I spent it with Jamie's family. We woke up at around 8 and hobbled downstairs where Jamie, his mum, and I spent the morning opening gifts. I am always so so so spoiled by them. At around 9 we headed out to his grandparents place to have breakfast and another session of gifts. His cousins, aunts, uncles, etc. are all there so it's usually a big spectacle. The best gift that was opened - and it's pretty sad to say this because it wasn't even my gift - was the one that Jamie recieved from his grandma. She knitted him a little baby purple dinosaur sweater! ....which apparently is the same sweater that Jamie use to LOVE when he was a kid and wore it everyday. It's so adorable. It was sort of a joke gift but I thought it was so sentimental! Here's a bit of a background story...Jamie did a cruel thing to his grandma a few months back. I can't remember the reason, but he called her up one day to ask her for something.
Jamie: Hi Grandma, what are you doing?
Grandma: Just knitting a sweater...
Jamie: Oh really? Are you knitting one for my kid?
Grandma: No, it's for someone else
And then the topic was changed and the conversation geared over towards the reason why he called in the first place. Now, being a bit older, she wasn't all that quick on her feet when he made that comment and it wasn't until a few hours later that it hit her what the meaning behind that could be. I mean, he was just joking, but she didn't know that and she wasn't sure if it was a hidden comment. So apparently, it really bothered her for the next few days because she wasn't sure what Jamie meant by that. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and she called up Jamie's mom and asked her, "Do you know what sex Jamie's baby is? He asked me to make a sweater and I want to know what colour I should be knitting..."
Which completely started a chain reaction because Jamie's mom had no idea what was happening so she thought I was pregnant too.
-.- Stupid boys....
Anyways, after everything was cleared up we all thought it was pretty funny. All started by one little little comment. Later in the evening when Jamie and I had some time to ourselves we were talking about the sweater and it was kinda nice because even though it was meant to be funny, it kinda of brought the reality to it and throughout the whole thing, Jamie was just beaming. Massive grin on his face. It was very sweet because that's a side of Jamie that I don't see very often.
So, if I were to name a highlight of my Christmas...it would definitely be that moment.