We were spoiled and received several inches of snow on Christmas Eve. We took advantage of the snow and took Luke sledding. My parent's neighbor have the perfect slope in their front yard for a mini-sledding hill.
Luke really liked it for a couple of runs, but then decided that pushing his truck around on the crunchy snow was more appealing to him.
Luke and trucks are never far apart.
Emma was a little tuckered out. Once she was asleep I put her inside and Bryan and I competed against each other for distance on the sledding hill.
The starting line...
...and the finish/winner line.
Yep, I took that bad boy all the way down the side walk to the adjacent street with just a little steering. Boo-yah---Winner! Winner! Poor Bryan, he almost made it to the mail box. :)
After dinner, we opened one present that contained new pajamas. I sweetened the present with Luke to include a new movie, popcorn and his very own root beer. I knew that new pajamas alone wouldn't be too thrilling. We're still experimenting with what traditions we want to do as a family on Christmas Eve. I think the pajamas will stick, but I'm not sure about the movie.
Emma was content with the paper.
However, she is a girl and can always appreciate something new to wear.
We enjoyed watching the movie for a little while and then it was off to bed.
'The children were nestled all snug in their bed,
while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads...'









