Christmas Day

 

It was 2:15 am when I took this picture and went to bed. Happy Christmas Day!

I never write the names on the presents... I put secret stickers on each one- three presents per person.  Three snowmen presents.  Three Christmas tree presents.  Three snowflake presents- whatever I have. 

And then I hide the clues around the living room after I stuff the stockings. 

That way, no one knows by looking which present is for whom.  And you get a bonus "I spy" game out of it.  I was particularly pleased with Moses' placement this year.  ;-)

Reading the Christmas story with children who are not quite yet awake.

A goal of mine is to not do ANY cooking on Christmas Day... which is lovely for Christmas Day but means Christmas Eve is craaazzzzzzzzzzy.

This years' breakfast was crustless quiche and hashbrown casserole for an army.

Lunch is usually nibbles of cheese, grapes, crackers, summer sausage, nuts, peeled carrots, etc.  A Grab and Go, Mama's-not-cooking-so-eat-cheese-and-raid-your-stockings sort of deal.

Dinner is always lasagna, bread, salad which I never took a picture of, but was beautiful and tasty and fuss-free.

Right around mid-day, I "hit a wall".  All I wanted was to curl up under a blanket and fall asleep reading a book.

I was juuuuuuuuust about to head to the couch and the phone rang.

Would we want to go ice-skating with the cousins?

Why NO.  NO we would not! (I said in my head as I rounded up all the snowpants.  ;-)  Clearly, the children DID.)

That was me, taking one for the team.

The fresh air woke me up and did me good and everyone had fun.  It was wonderful.  

But I never did get to read my book.

(I *did* find out that ice-skating is not my forte.)

And then we came home and cleaned up before Grandma, Grandpa, Corynn, Kemuel and Naomi came over.

And by then, I was too tired to remember to take any pictures at all.  :-)