Santa, aka Val, asked for and bought nothing for the girls that required a battery of any kind. Most of what the girls received for Christmas was made out of natural materials and required nothing more, or less, than imagination to bring them to life.
As a result, we had a Christmas punctuated by laughter, make-believe adventures, games of various sorts, the crackling of the fire in the fireplace, and soft holiday music courtesy of the Jazz Holiday station on Pandora.
It was a peaceful day, absent the harsh digitized shrill that comes with toys requiring batteries. And the pace of the day was slower, too, less frenetic than I recall in the past. In all, it was a quiet, beautiful day for the four of us to be together celebrating the wonderful power of our imagination.
Happy Holidays to everyone.