We kicked off Christmas Eve with a trip to Krispy Kreme for hot glazed doughnuts!
The littles were enthralled with the animals at the living nativity before mass – especially the pregnant camel. Mass was gorgeous and joyous and a bit chaotic with the baby’s THREE trips to the potty. Alas, we didn’t want a repeat of the Lilly store so we oblige even the hint of needing go.
Honey’s mama had the family over for a lovely Christmas Eve candlelight supper and the boys were beyond thrilled to get to open a few early gifts.
Before heading to bed, we set out an elaborate plate of snacks for Santa. The littles had such fun chiming in on things he would like to eat that I just couldn’t say no. I suppose he will be thrilled to find a large plate of Krispy Kremes, Oreo’s, Peeps, ice cold milk and a bowl of carrots for his crew when he slides down this chimney. Oh, and don’t worry, we have put the fire out so that he doesn’t burn a hole in his britches.
Honey snuggled up with the boys and read T’was the Night Before Christmas to his enthralled audience. I vividly remember Daddy-O doing the same for Sister and me as little girls. We didn’t share a room but we always shared a bed on Christmas Eve.
And now, on this night before Christmas, not a creature is stirring, the stockings are hung by the chimney with care, and I know two little angels are hoping St. Nick will soon be here.
Merry Christmas Eve, y’all.