Christmas was strangely difficult, yet happy for me. Not sure what made part of the feeling so difficult, but I had fun helping kids with toys. I had somewhat less fun trying to find the presents I have purchased, hid, and forgotten in the last several months, though.
I guess it's ok. They'll turn up sometime and we'll laugh about it again. "What could I have been thinking when I hid that here? How did I ever expect that I would find it again?" There was only a brief period of mild panic when I could not find the 4 year old's present to his older brother. I looked in all my "finding places" ('cause I can't keep track of hiding places!) but eventually found it back in the 4 year old's room. I'm actually proud of the foresight when I hid that one.
It does make for a very Merry Arbor Day, or a Happy Equinox, when presents turn up later! And I found presents from last spring (that I think were supposed to be Easter presents) that I managed to give last week. Perhaps there is a method to my madness, eh?