It was our first Christmas eve at home. Dane went coyote hunting in the morning and then we went to our friends, the Russels, for lunch. We had meat fondue and watched a movie. We didn't get home until 5 so I didn't have time to make our fancy dinner. I was a little heartsick about not keeping tradition and having the fancy dinner on Christmas eve but it was still a wonderful night. We ate burritos, read and acted out the Nativity story, opened our Christmas PJ's, set out cookies for Santa, and Dane read "The Night Before Christmas" to Zoey and Weston.
The magic was there. It was everything I had hoped for.
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