Christmas Eve was very traditional. First I picked up Heather's dad from the airport at 3AM (yes, I am a good son-in-law) since his flight was delayed because of weather. We slept in for as long as the kids would let us before going to see Santa Claus and doing some last minute shopping (both presents and groceries).Heather made the traditional Beef Wellington for Christmas Eve dinner, which was fantastic. We then let the kids open one present, their pajamas. Katie has finally caught on that their one gift they get to open on Christmas Eve are pajamas, but she was OK about it.
We then read Luke 2 and read about the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ and again utilized the Fisher Price nativity set to act it out.
Ryan subsequently pooped out of his pajamas before we put him to bed, so that messed up our plan for everyone to wake up in their new pajamas. Oh well.
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