We started our Christmas Eve off with a visit from Santa. I was kind of hoping Lydia would cry, I love those photos, but she was into the Jolly Man.
Christmas Eve is my most favorite day of the year. My sisters came up with their kids and we had a kid nativity and then we all bundled up and trekked outside where my dad had shoveled a path in the snow and illuminated it with luminaries. We all went out to the shed where he had set up a large nativity scene and we sang some Christmas carols.
We then had the adult program which consisted of a "service" white elephant game, poetry reading, a spiritual message from my parents, and a Christmas trivia game. After the elf knock and the kids scrambled to bed we stayed up with the Petes and my parents for a mini marriage seminar and some games and more yummy food.
Christmas morning the kids were so good to sit tight while we got everything ready. One of my most favorite traditions is when my dad goes to check to see if Santa has come, and if he has then he yells "Good Gall He's Been Here!!" And that's the signal for the kids to come running.