So I don't know about anyone else, but I actually prefer Christmas Eve, to Christmas day. I love all the prep work and all the anticipation and excitement the kids have. I love the images I conjur up about what the next day will bring. Plus we seem to have more traditions for that night than for the following day. Some of you may be familiar with the story, Elf of the Shelf. Anyway, we have a similar elf (his cousin) who took his place this year since original Shelf Elf ran away last year. (I think Jax actually threw poor Elf in the garbage.) Anyway, along with keeping an eye on the kids all month our Shelf Elf also sneaks outside on Christmas Eve and leaves their Christmas pj's. This year Emma vowed she's catch him, and another year went by without her noticing. They were excited when the doorbell rang and on the porch were two boxes and card saying only, To: Emma and Jax.
Emma and Jax opening their pj boxes from Shelf Elf.
Emma was excited by her unicorn pjs and Jax loved his polar bear ones.
Hamming it up for the camera.
Next, the kids went outside and scatter the reindeer food we made. Emma was really worried this year, since we didn't have any snow on the ground and the glitter in the food couldn't reflect off of the snow. I said it would reflect off of Rudolf's nose. She was okay with that explanation.
Then it was time to put out the cookies for Santa. They decided they wanted to leave the gingerbread house they'd made too.
When all was completed it was finally time for brushing of teeth and tucking into bed. Emma went right to sleep, but Jax was all wired up and took a few more times of being tucked into bed. But finally...not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
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