We were so excited (and surprised) to have our Daddy home for Christmas eve this year. With his busy schedule at the hospital we didn't think he would get anything but Christmas day off. It was nice because it made the day feel a little more special....different from the norm. This year we started out Christmas eve by icing cookies for Santa Claus. We only made half a batch, just enough for the big guy and a little leftover for us. Both the kids loved icing and sprinkling them...and making a big mess in the process!
We spent the afternoon hanging out and getting the house all clean for Santa's visit and then headed to Olive Garden, one of my family's most beloved Christmas traditions. The tradition started way back when I was little and my mom worked for UPS. Christmas eve is a big working day for UPS, so she would get home late and tired and thus Christmas eve at the only restaurant open was born. Nowadays I think most restaurants are open, but Olive Garden just feels like Christmas eve. When I told Kate we were going to Olive Garden said, "I don't want to go to a garden, I want to go to a restaurant!" She was pleasantly surprised when we got there.
On the way home we drove through the heights and looked at Christmas lights. It was just getting dark when we got there so some houses weren't lit yet, but we saw some fun things like a Santa riding a shark before we headed home. On the way Kate was asking what we were going to do when we got home and I told her talk about Jesus, eat cookies and drink wassail, open one present, write letters to Santa....and she said, "No, what are we going to do RIGHT when we get home?" I asked her what she wanted to do and she said, "open one present!" So that is what we did. Both kids were excited to see their matching pajamas and once we put them on, we continued with our Christmas eve traditions.
And then we all nestled ourselves snug in our beds. I think I was the only one in the house who had a hard time sleeping from excitement.
And then.....it was Christmas morning!