As far back as I can remember, we’ve gone to the Stinson’s house and gathered together with friends from our former church. There is always quite a spread of food, hayrides in trailers/pick-up trucks, and some sort of game that everyone has to play.
Alas, this year the plans changed. Before Dad felt bad, we decided (and by we, I mean Dad and Clark. I was totally against it) that we’d do Christmas with my mom’s parents on Christmas Eve in order to stay home on Christmas Day.
Nothing went according to “plans”. Dad spiked a 104 temp, hallucinated that the curtains were moving in the middle of the night, soaked through the bed sheets and 3 pairs of PJ’s in 1 night, and broke out in a rash. Thus, no family Christmas.
Before you think that our Christmas weekend was all gloom and doom, I have to say it was nice, peaceful, and all of the other nice words you can think of. Kinda sorta like the pictures below…
We have a tradition that we open 1 gift on Christmas Eve after we read the Advent story, and, of course, I had to get pictures of that! Duh!
My turn! Finally, because we had to wait for Clark to change before I could open mine…
Please, oh please, ignore the puffy and makeupless face! I didn’t realize I looked so tired until now…
P.S. I got Aeropostale PJs! Love!
After we put on the Christmas PJ’s, we “help” each other put the star on the velcro Advent calendar….
…And take pictures to compare with others from years past in front the tree.
So there you have it: our non traditional (kinda sorta) Christmas Eve, complete with popcorn and a movie, chills, and fever. Thankfully, that part was reserved for Dad. :)
Up next: Christmas morning 2010, the 3rd snow of 2010 (and the 3rd snow of December) plus a recap of the year 2010. I mean, it IS almost the end of the year, you know!
P.S. Yes, I am using this post as a double for an abbreviated version of Preview Monday. Thanks for asking!