Ahhhhh, the children are nestled down all snug in their beds. Phew.
It was a wonderful Christmas Eve day, full of all sorts of traditions, both old and new. We had the second annnual Ripley Greasy Spoon Christmas Eve breakfast this morning and lunch with Aunt Ivy who is 103. I think this lady is my hero. What a firecracker!
Then we tried to relax (and wind Brendan down a little) and prepack for Christmas Day. Truth be told he was excellent all day, especially at both meals out, although he did manage to cover his entire right pant leg and sock in syrup at breakfast. Sadly, with about 20 minutes to go before leaving for church, having at our Christmas Eve dinner at the Armstrong's, Brendan made a last minute run for the naughty list as all the hyperness and hilarity of the season finally broke out. Needles to say, we didn't make it to church.
So now were back at the house, waiting for people to come home from church and start the Christmas Eve board game...
Merry Christmas everyone!
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