Happy Christmas Eve and Merry Christmas to whom all that celebrate. I know I said I wouldn't update until the new episode but I couldn't handle myself and read spoilers ahead. I didn't give any away but I decided to write this. I have been having writers block with my other two stories, but working on them. Enjoy and Season Greetings.Change for the Best

We had just returned from Switzerland the night before feeling beyond jet lag. But we had a small gathering Christmas Eve with our friends. My husband kissed me under the mistletoe once all our gone. Which led us to our other Christmas Eve traditions. But most of all I love waking up Christmas morning still at thirty-three years young. Same goes for my husband. We both still feel like little kids, even as adults. Mine because of the awesome memories I had as a kid about Christmas. For my husband Leonard, he did not start celebrating a real Christmas until we celebrated it together for the first time. Yes we don't believe on Santa no more, but it is the excitment we get to spend my most the day alone wondering what we go each other, stay in our pajamas all day, Leonard cooks us his amazing Belgium waffles, and watch Christmas movies from nine on the morning until eleven at night as A Wonderful Life ends. This Christmas morning, I woke up to the smell of those wonderful waffles. As I stand on the hallway , Leonard happens to see me. He grins hos cheesy ear to ear smile and begs me to stay there. I roll my eyes, but suddenly felt being dipped. I look up and see my husband wiggle his eyebrows which madee laugh. He looks up and I wink at him as he helps me stand up. He holds me close as I do the same. The mistletoe was still there and so we kiss passionately like we did last night. But instead of heading towards the bedroom, we go hand in hand to the kitchen, as Leonard finishes making breakfast. Once the food was ate and dishes were washed, we head over to our fake tree. Since our last real Christmas tree fiasco couple years ago, we bought a fake tree. It is beautiful but missing that real tree smell. It is fine since Leonard and I do not have to clean up needles everyday. Anyways him and I sit in front of the tree. I hand him his as he hands me my gift. "Open yours first," we say at the same time. Happens every year. But Leonard os persistent I open mine first like always, so I do. I slowy open the heavy box, hoping it is not a figurine of one of Leonard's sci-fi or comic book female characters that he says I remind him of. But as I lift the lid and remove the tissue paper all I can do is put my hand over my heart and look up at my wonderful husband. "Oh Leonard!" I say as I give him a look of affection and his face seems to relax as he was worried I would not like the present. I lean over to give him a quick peck on the lips, then look back down at the engraved 3-d crystal photo. The top right corner is an engraved picture of us when we got married in Vegas. The lower left corner is from our second wedding engraved. But what is engraved in the middle reminds me of the day Leonard returned from the North Pole what seems many years ago. A snowflake, just like the one he gave me that still sits on my bedside table. Then I see a small inscription below. It reads, "Hofstadters established in 2015 and many more years to come." I tell Leonard it is perfect but have nothing to sit it on. Then he hands me a smaller box, so I open to reveal a stand that has a light that will change color to make the cyrstal light up. I told him I could not wait to put it in the perfect spot.

I then beg him to open his gift.

I know mine is not as meaningful but it has something Leonard has always wanted. As he opens it, I began to laugh as he seems confused as he lifts up a rubber like material of patterned copperbrassiere with a curved, plunging neckline that fastened behind a neck and back with a string. I laughed harder as he still not saying anything as he continued to pull more items out, giving me a disapproving look like for the bottom of the outfit had a copper plate at the front while the back was covered by a red silk loincloth plus two bracelets, and a snake arm-wrap. I bit my lip as he lifted an eyebrow in question, "Um Penny, this looks like Princess Leia's prisoner outfit. I know we have a kinky side to our bedroom activities, but this well I think it is two sizes too small?"

I just shook my head at him. I knew ge was joking. As Leonard held it up against I playfully smacked him, "You asthmatic dumbass, that is for me to wear for you. What you will be wearing os underneath. But it is just more for bedroom activities. But my outfit does not come out of our bedroom."

Leonard chuckled and threw over the outfit to me saying he knew that. I caught my outfit and watched him lift the other tissue paper and he looked at me with surprise. "Is this an authentic Hans Solo outfit from Return of the Jedi?" He asked and saw that little kid look he would give me when I would surprise him with stuff he loved.

"Sure is!" I tell him with a wink. As I was still sitting on the floor, I gave my husband a confused look as he got up and walked over to our door with pride and locked it.

He turned around and shrugged his shoulders, "What? We don't need the Jabba the Sheldon to interrupt me rescuing my Princess Penny."

That Christmas morning we hurried to get our outfits on and role played all over apartment. With even me quoting some lines making my Hans Leonard even more turned on.

But one thing about that Christmas, the biggest surprise came a month later. After three weeks I had a change of heart about having kids due to some personal thoughts and issues. But that is fot another time. A week or so after that change of heart, I had my yearly appointment with my obgyn. That day I learned I was pregnant. Leonard was overjoyed with the news.

So that Christmas, we created our family even it was sooner than we planned. It took me awhile to adjust since I just accepted the whole baby idea. But by September 2019 we welcomed our first born Emmett Wyatt. Then a year and four months later and many complications, Leonard and I welcomed our daughter Nova Jean. But two years later Leonard and I agreed our family did not feel complete. I never thought I would be a good mother but once our Emmett was born I could not wait to be a mother again. But since Leonard did not want me to risk having another rough pregnancy, so we decided to adopt. After a few years, we brought home Christian Elliott at two days old. Four years went by when we welcomed Jania Rey. She was born in China, so the process took longer than usually, but she was home by her second birthday. Leonard came up with her name because of Star Wars. Also he told me Star Wars got us into this, so why not honor our last child with a beautiful name from two wonderful strong female characters. I just rolled my eyes at him and went along with it. I could not have asked for five best gifts in this universe. It all started September 2007 when I met Leonard, and today I would not change it at all.