Thursday, December 22, 2011

Can't keep the kids (or yourself) in bed on Christmas Eve?

Every year when I was a kid, I didn't even sleep on Christmas Eve.
When we came home from our Christmas Eve party with our family, we opened one gift each. My brother, John David, and I, made apple cider with our grandmother while my parents set out the cookies and milk. We'd play with the gifts we opened and do last minute preparations. Around 10:30 on Christmas Eve, my grandmother and grandfather would go to sleep in our guest room and I would sleep on the futon in my room. I had a bed, but I thought it was so cool to sleep on the futon!

I could never sleep! I would lay awake and play on my iPod Touch. I would get up around 1:00, run downstairs, and look at all my gifts! Then I would crash on the couch or chaise lounge until my brother or parents got up.

I just read these a few days ago, and decided to make it into a game/relay race to play with my family before we go to sleep on Christmas Eve.

The winner of the game/relay race will win 'snowman poop' and 'coal' a.k.a marshmallow and Hershey's kisses.

Christmas Funny: Last year, my dad got my husband coal and switches! He got him a REAL bag of coal! His friend from college's son-in-law's friend's son (Got that?)  is a miner! And my mom's co-worker's son owns the town's main electric company, and he gave us a bag of light switches. It was the funniest thing ever!

Meri V

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