As all three of my children are snuggled in their beds, I can’t help but reflect on today’s events and how blessed we are as a family. Christmas eve was spent baking cookies and crafts for Santa. We laughed, we played, and we had a food fight with flour and cookie dough. It is my favorite day of the year.
I began Christmas eve prepping the lasagna that would be the dinner for the evening. Then it was cookie baking and crafts. We had a blast throwing cookie dough and flour at each other, but only for a quick few minutes. The flour is the closest thing we will ever get to snow anyways, so who cares if there is a little four fight in the kitchen. Don’t worry, Santa had plenty of cookies when he arrived.
The hubby ended up working quite late, so we did not get to decorate the cookies till later that evening. Once we had dinner and read cookies, the hubby read the night before Christmas as well as How the Grinch stole Christmas to the kids. It is part of our tradition for him to read to the kids before bedtime
Once were put to bed, ( they went to sleep rather quickly I might add) then it was time to get the presents. I spent the night before wrapping gifts, so I thought we were in good shape. Wrong, wrong, wrong. We were awake till midnight putting together toys and wrapping the last few gifts left.
The next thing I know, it is 4am and mini me is running into our bedroom saying Santa had come! barely opening my eyes, I nicely told her to go back to her room and wait till it was daylight. Would you know that little stinker woke up big sis, and I could here them in the living room chatting about their gifts. Sigh.. Up I go and put on a movie, telling them to come get me when it is daylight outside and no sooner.
Thankfully, they obliged willingly and I was able to sleep till 7am. As soon as the first crack of daylight came, those kids were back in my room. We opened , squealed in delight. They were excited. I was excited watching them.
Once it was time to get ready, to spent Christmas with the in laws and then with my parents, the exhaustion set in. I think my mom and I decided to do Christmas with them the weekend before Christmas as it is too difficult to get everyone together. As much as I hate the idea of not seeing my parents on Christmas day, it will make things a bit easier. Who knows, time will tell.
We are blessed to have each other, and to have family that lives so close by. We are blessed to be able to give our kids a decent Christmas with possibly going overboard a bit too. We are blessed that wonderful gifts they received, their favorite thing Christmas is baking cookies with me every Christmas eve. These kiddos of mine have good hearts and for that I am eternally grateful. I hope that my readers had a wonderful Christmas. Merry Christmas and god bless!