Christmas Evening

The stocking were hung…at my mom and dad’s house.  We went to their house after naps today and spent the afternoon and evening there.  Wonderful memories made…

We listened to the Christmas story from the wonderful version online that we came across this season, the kids all paid attention.  Each time we talked about Jesus or a baby or something one of the kids would chime in, I know they’re taking it all in.

We talked about what we were thankful for and who or what we missed this year and prayed together.  Then it was time to open the stockings and the presents.  We each take turns and it’s fun to see what everyone gets and their reactions, it takes longer too and we are able to savor the moment which is nice.  At the bottom of our stockings was a little box that we all opened last, we each had a letter in it and they spelled…

Then Coalson opened his and had the pickle in it, which meant, money!  He had an $11 bill meaning 11 of us were going to go to see Mickey Mouse!!!

After gifts it was time for dinner.  My mom made a delicious meal with all of our favorite things.  She was so great to do everything.  We REALLY enjoyed it.  The kids even ate a bunch, many second helpings were taken.  She had a beautiful set up in the dining room.  Take a good look at it now, it’ll be mine next year and doubt I’ll be able to make it this pretty.

A new tradition in the Williams house is to have a toothpick (was supposed to be a baby Jesus) inside his birthday cake and whoever gets it has to make, or pick, the cake for him for next year, which is an honor!  This year as Taylor was helping Delaney eat hers she found the toothpick!  Guess that means the 2 year old will be making the cake!  Hopefully Taylor will help her with that part too.  It was a great evening and we came home with excited and tired kids.  Both are sleeping now, but it took Blake a little while for the excitement to die down.  As I was putting Delaney down I asked if she had fun and said who’s birthday was it and she said for the first time, “Gees” (for Jesus).  A great way to end a great day, she listens.