Christmas eve morning began with the arrival of Uncle Nate. Every kid should have an uncle Nate; you know, the fun, single uncle…
We played with some foamies…
And, each kid was allowed to open one present. (Don’t tell my kids we got to open all of our presents Christmas Eve when I was a kid!)
Most of the time, having your husband work on Christmas Eve is a bad thing; after all, he’s not at home with the family! But, in the case of my husband where it means we get to visit him at the fire station; it’s an awesome thing!
1. I don’t have to cook.
2. We still get to eat yummy food and spend time with Daniel.
3. What kid doesn’t like playing in the firefighter lounge chairs?
It was a wonderful Christmas Eve, and we were so blessed to all be healthy and together as a family.