Christmas Eve this year was very low-key and relaxing. The kids and I prepared our traditional sugar cookies for Santa. Which they had lots of fun frosting (and eating).
That evening we met up with Justin’s family for dinner at Ivar’s and to walk around the “Clam Lights.” I didn’t take any pictures of the kids so I’ll have to rely on Justin’s sister for any photo memories. The kids love spending time with their cousins and had a great time. Ivar’s is right along Lake Washington and they have lights along the shoreline as well as on the walkways on the water. As we were heading back to our cars I realized Jason was missing. I knew the likelihood of him falling in the water or getting snatched up by some freakazoid was pretty slim, but it was dark and we quickly became worried. We called out his name and retraced our steps, even other spectators were helping us in our search. Several minutes passed and I saw a small figure running along the pier out on the lake. I don’t understand why he didn’t answer our calls or why he even ran past his Grandpa. It’s the longest we’ve ever misplaced a child before and in one of the scariest circumstances. Thankfully all was well and we’ve learned we need to talk with our kids more about what to do if they ever get lost again.
Once back home we took turns reading the story of Christ’s birth from Luke.
Afterwhich the kids begged and pleaded to open “just one” gift before heading to bed. I couldn’t resist. I grew up opening one gift on Christmas Eve – though it was usually some bizarre gift from my Grandma like a bar of soap. The girls each opened new pajamas and Jason a t-shirt. I know many families open new pajamas on Christmas Eve so I think from here on out I’ll be better prepared with new jammies for each of the kids to open.
The cookies were placed on the counter for Santa along with the notes the kids had written.
Abigail’s reads, “Dear Santa, if you are okay with it, I really want a new ds game for our ds. Maybe even a case to put it in. I know there are many things that I would want that I just can’t think of. Once you think of one I would still like you to give it to me tonight. I hope you like the cookies because I frosted them my self. P.S. Can I have a wii for my whole family? It would be lots of fun :) Write back quickly (with your signature)! Please!”
Jason’s reads, “ Dear Santa, I want a train that circles around the tree.”
Carly’s reads, “Dear Santa, I hope you know what I want Santa. If you are okay then I would want a cotton candy maker. But if you can’t I would love to have lots of candy! You probably know that but I was just making sure.”
Our tree was a little sparse on the decorations this year (even more than usual). Justin set it up and decorated it with the kids. I didn’t have do any fluffing of the tree this year for which I am very grateful. He only took out one box of decorations and I never got motivated enough to do anymore myself, but I still love it and think it is beautiful.
This year I finally purchased hangers for our stockings. I’ve debated in years past about buying a set and was really close to purchasing a set that spelled out PEACE, but I’m glad I held off and bought something more simple and that works for our growing family.
We told the kids we were having another baby at the beginning of December by hanging seven stockings from the mantel. When they came downstairs they were baffled why there was an extra stocking. Inside the stocking was an ultrasound picture. They were all so excited, though it took Jason a while to understand that it wasn’t a picture of his “baby” sister Katie. And in case you’re wondering Grandma Fletcher made our stockings and hasn’t made one for Katie yet - by next Christmas she has two stockings to finish for our family.