Christmas Eve, I traditionally make gingerbread cookies with the kids. This year was no different. Grandma Julie, Grandma Marilyn and Uncle Michael all joined in on the fun, too, and we went a little crazy decorating the little guys. There were even abominable snowmen (coconut)! It was fun. Then we opened our Christmas Eve jammie presents, which the kids especially enjoyed. We read Luke 2 by the lights of the tree and sang Christmas carols and got to bed.
Mom and Michael went home after lunch, and our little family took much needed naps. After nap time, Grandpa Jim and Grandma Polly arrived (having driven up from New Mexico). We opened presents with them, and the kids got even more spoiled. It is so great that they travel up here every six months or so; it really helps the kids stay connected with them. And that makes me happy. It was a very fun afternoon, still low key and chill- and very pleasant.
I am so grateful for family, for my little family that I love beyond words and for the fantastic extended family that we have. Christmastime makes this gratitude even more pronounced. There is just nothing that compares to spending a holiday surrounded by those you love.
Merry Christmas, one and all.