And… Christmas Day has arrived.
Last night consisted of our family of four’s Christmas Eve tradition of attending a candlelight Christmas Eve service (it was a beautiful service), eating at a favorite local Mexican restaurant (it was sooo good), and cruising around the neighborhood to look at Christmas lights (we always know it’s time to head home when the boys start squabbling). I believe we have added a new piece to our Christmas Eve tradition – some lively karaoke. The boys got to go first with the popular music of the moment (ugh). Gerald and I were next, popping in the country music discs (much better). I’m sure the boys thoroughly enjoyed our “versions” of Trisha Yearwood’s Walkaway Joe and Shania Twain’s Whose Bed Have Your Boots Been Under.
I felt obligated to bake/cook SOMETHING yesterday, so I threw some store bought chocolate cookie dough on a baking sheet and into the oven. It didn’t make too many cookies though. At least that’s what I’ll keep telling myself as to why they ALL disappeared last night. Huh hmm…
Of course, it was a late night, I believe it was midnight when we finally retired. And then of course, it was an early morning. My youngest was up at about 6:30 this morning. That’s just harsh. We made him wait for a little while longer. So at about 6:45, Gerald and I were up to watch the boys tear into their gifts. Then about 7:15, I went back to bed. Hey, it’s my Christmas too!
Okay, so to make my long rambling Christmas ramblings short — Merry Christmas, everyone! Have a wonderful day and a great weekend!
P.S. Please do share your family’s Christmas tradition(s) in the comments. I love hearing about different traditions, no matter how big, small, or silly.