Today I learned that toddlers and Christmas Day don't mix. Poor DS was completely overwhelmed by the whole experience of a pile of presents waiting for him at 7am Christmas morning. All he wanted was his breakfast and was quite vocal in letting me know! Once he had a full tummy, he showed a little more interest and seemed to grasp the concept of Santa/Father Christmas ~ "Lots of presents ... Father Christmas been."
I'd be lying if I didn't admit to tears before bedtime, though! His; I managed to keep mine in check!!