Because our flight to Seattle was scheduled for Dec 25, we celebrated our Christmas on the 24th this year. The kids woke up to the presents the older girls and I had set out the night before.
Before breakfast Abe took Clarissa to Harmon’s to get some things to make French Toast for us and my mom (to whom we delivered some later).
No one was allowed to open presents until Mary got out of bed (she was the last one up). Here is a video of everyone getting her out of bed.
Here are the letters to and from Santa! (As always, written and burnt by Abe, a tradition started as far back as Grandfather Darais with his kids.)
Abe and I were still recovering emotionally from our fight on the 23rd, so we were very tired this day. I spent half of the day in bed sleeping honestly. And then Abe came down and we talked until we felt so much better. Well, the stress ended up with Abe being sick almost all day, but he did five neti pot sessions to help him recover. Between that and our talk he was feeling better by the end of the day, when we just collapsed in front of The Witcher.