Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Christmas Eve

Since my sister's family had to leave super early to catch a (rescheduled) Christmas morning flight, we had our celebration together on Christmas eve. I was thinking of doing a nice fancy meal, but my sister has been trying to convert the family to "Mexican Christmas Eve" for many years, so we obliged and had enchiladas instead. Nothing says "Merry Christmas!" like several margaritas!



Liam scored big in the truck department this Christmas.



Megan likes all of her new clothes until she realized she didn't have anything new to play with that night.



We tried to conclude the festivities with the traditional reading of "T'was the Night Before Christmas" but we had to abort after the first page!




Afterwards we put the kids to bed, while the adults hung out in the living room. Megan spent the next hour and a half yelling at us every time we made any little noise: "Santa? Are you here? Mom, is Santa here?"

I finally went in to talk to her and she insisted she needed to see Santa. What do you want to tell him? I asked. "You talk to him instead," said Megan, remembering her fear of the jolly old guy. "Tell him I want new markers." I assured her that Santa already knew this and he wasn't coming until after she went to sleep!

Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight! (finally!)


1 comment:

  1. Thanks for Mexican Christmas Eve. We enjoyed it!

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