When I was a kid, Christmas Eve always seemed to take forever. Now that I'm a mom, it still does! Both girls woke up wild, excited about Christmas and with energy to burn.
Back at home the girls spent some time speculating about Santa. Yesterday Rachel and I had a conversation about Santa Claus. She told me he would bring toys. When I asked her what kind of toys she likes to play with, she quickly answered "Katie's. Katie's toys." Well, that is an accurate response!
This afternoon Katherine and I made snickerdoodles for Santa. (Steve insists that snickerdoodles are Santa's favorite. Coincidently, they are Steve's favorite too.)
Robie arrived this afternoon and provided a welcome distraction. We all had supper at Granny and Poppy's. The girls were so wound up they could barely sit through the meal. Then we headed to church for the early Christmas Eve service. Of course, there was a brief photo shoot first.
Now the girls have changed into pajamas, brushed their teeth, read some stories, and are finally in bed. Of course, I can still hear Rachel jumping on the bed, so it will be a while before Santa can safely arrive. But when he does, we'll be ready.