Christmas Eve

We went to church on Christmas Eve with my dad and Patty. I love going back to the church I was raised in for this service. The communion is given as a family coming up to the altar together. For the closing hymn they turn out all the lights and sing "Silent Night" by candlelight. Each person lighting their neighbor's candle. There is a close intimacy in this particular service that I look forward to each year. It makes me slow down and enjoy the true meaning of Christmas.

After church my dad and Patty had us over for a delicious dinner. My dad attempted emulate the Ruth's Chris experience with filet mignon. I of course stuck to the potatoes and green beans. The evening was relaxing with Christmas carols playing in the background and anticipation building with each breath for our little Olivia. We opened our annual Christmas Eve pajama gifts and the girls each received an ornament from the grandparents. We were all exhausted and headed home to await Santa's arrival all snug and warm in our beds.

Cheers!

Grandparents and Christmas...What more can a child wish for?

The wrappings were definitely Mia's favorite part of Christmas.