As a little girl we spent Christmas eve at my grandparent's house eating dinner and opening gifts, but a few years ago, my grandparents retired Christmas eve and my Mom took over. She cooks dinner and we watch family videos from Christmases past. This year, we needed no entertainment, as Elliott provides it. It's fun to watch 8 adults sitting around staring at one baby, like it's the first one they have ever seen. What did we do before he came along?
After dinner we came home and got E in his Christmas PJs and Gary read him the Christmas story before bed. This is another tradition from my childhood. Every Christmas eve, my Dad would read us the Christmas story and my Mom would film. It's been so fun the last few years to go back through and watch them. I look forward to watching Elliott, and our family, grow in the videos over the coming years.
Long after Elliott and Gary went to bed, a certain little "elf" was up sewing stockings in the workshop, but finally, around 3am, "the stockings were hung by the 'chimney' with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there."
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