Kyle and his family drove all night from Florida to join us, arriving around 9:30 AM December 24. While the family was tired, they managed to stay awake much of the day and participate in the family festivities. And Jessica had joined us the previous evening - since I had physical therapy in the late afternoon, Lisa drove to Indy and picked her up.
A photo of all 16 Isenbarger stockings, "hung by the chimney with care in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there!" (Actually, the hook that is second from the right is empty - I haven't made Emily's stocking yet. I will have it done for her next year when she and Cole are with us.)
I put several things on Braden and Adelaide's level so they could play with them. One was the singing Labrador retrievers that Kyle and Lisa got me shortly after we got Zeus. They sing and bark "Deck the Halls" and "Jingle Bells" at the push of a button. (And we have had a LOT of button pushing!)
Another were my two Nutcracker village pieces. I don't set up Christmas villages, but I did purchase these two pieces. The one has the Nutcracker, Clara, and the Mouse King dancing to "We Wish You a Merry Christmas" and the other, the exterior of the theater where the ballet is being performed, just has flashing holiday lights.
After Kyle's family had settled in a bit, I needed to begin making some things for Christmas dinner. Since I am only 3 weeks post-op, I tire very easily, and knew the sooner I got started, the better. Here Braden helps me begin making our traditional layered Christmas Jell-O. (I was able to modify the recipe for him so there were no milk products in the filling layer!)
Then it was time to make cherry pies. I use my Grandmother Honeywell's recipe, which she got some time in the 1940s. At least 5 generations of our family have loved this pie. Braden seems to be using my rolling pin as a musical instrument, and Adelaide is wearing the apron made from fabric that my Grandmother Martin used to make an apron for my mother. Adelaide loved the apron so much, she refused to take it off until the very end of the day.
Adelaide and Braden work on making the cherry pie filling.
Braden is also wearing an apron, one I made from fabric that I used to make my Christmas tablecloth (the one I put on the dining room table every year.) Here he is helping me cut the shortening into the flour for the pie crust. (I always make scratch crusts.)
Meanwhile, Kyle and Jessica serenaded us on the antique player piano, playing Charlie Brown's Christmas, I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas, and other Christmas rolls.
They were playing and singing up such a storm that no one heard Granny Slash ringing the doorbell. She finally just came in through the door and surprised us. We joked about that for a while!
Aunt Lisa made sugar cookies that were dairy free during the afternoon. A tradition (stemming from me getting behind and not getting the cookies made until the last minute many years ago) is to decorate sugar cookies Christmas Eve together. By this time in the evening, I was exhausted, so Lisa, Jessica, and Ashley got the cookies sorted, the frosting made, and the table prepped. (Notice that Addie STILL has on the apron! And, she's grabbed a cookie and is munching on it!)
Kyle was so busy photographing his family, that he almost didn't get to decorate! But we saved him a couple of cookies.
The final product - yummy!!
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Who could it be? It was 9:00 at night Christmas Eve! Aunt Jessie, Braden, and Addie puzzle over why someone would be at our door at such an odd time. After all, Santa comes down the chimney!
Braden and Adelaide were encouraged to answer the door (notice Lisa slipping back into the house via the laundry room door.)
A mysterious box was left on the front porch, and it was addressed to Braden and Adelaide! It said it was from one of Santa's elves!
Inside were brand new pajamas!
Braden started changing right away, while Adelaide waited for a little help from her daddy.
Aunt Lisa helps Braden button his new Thomas the Tank pjs.
Excited hugs after both kids are in their new pajamas.
A final Christmas Eve tradition - reading
The Night Before Christmas and
The Polar Express before putting out cookies for Santa.
Adults and children alike love to listen. I even read them on tape and sent them to my missionary sons!
Time for bed!