On Christmas eve, we had a little family party. We watched some movies, had some treats, opened a couple gifts, read a few Christmas stories-- including the nativity story, and played a few games. The children liked Christmas bingo, but they LOVED Christmas-tree bowling.
I didn't get too much sleep that night, partly because I was excited for Christmas, but mostly because I kept hearing children sneaking up and down the hall all night long. Christmas morning was so fun. The children were all so excited to see what was under the tree.
After we finished opening gifts and cleaning up, we packed up the van, and headed for Grandma and Grandpa's house. About an hour into the trip, Karen said she wasn't feeling good. About an hour and 10 minutes into the trip, Karen got the Christmas barfs! It was a long trip after that. We stopped about every 15 minutes after that to deal with the throw-ups. On a side note: the "Christmas barfs" are a long-running tradition around here (unfortunately). It seems like someone always has to be sick during Christmas break. This year, nearly everyone got a turn to enjoy the Christmas barfs.
After the longest, stinkiest ride ever... we finally made it to Mom and Dad's house, and had round 2 of Christmas (except the sickies-- who were banished to the dungeon).
| Even little Creeky got a ranger cloak! |
| Creed's new blanket from Great-Grandma Rhees |
It was a wonderful day. Only 350-something more days until we get to do it all again! I can't wait.
