Christmas Eve & Christmas Day
It goes without saying that this was a real happy moment.
Our Christmas Eve morning consisted of Bill (our Elf on the Shelf) lowering himself down from the high places he’d been hiding over the last 24 nights to deliver the kids stockings. They were beside themselves that they were able to finally touch Bill, Sofia didn’t let him out of her hands for most of the day. We popped to see my brother, sister-in-law and nephew for the afternoon and the kids were excitedly chattering about Santa’s imminent arrival…and shooting us all with NERF guns.
As the evening drew closer, we popped our Christmas PJs on, scattered the reindeer food on the lawn and set up Santa’s tray with his goodies.
Christmas morning was completely magical seeing the kids faces get more excited with every present they tore open. We were hosting Stuart’s family at ours on Christmas Day; everyone arrived around 1pm which was lovely as it meant we got to spend Christmas morning together – just the four of us, and then have a house full of bustle for the rest of the day.
We went on a lovely walk before our big feast of a lunch and then continued to eat, and drink, our way through the day!