Another year, another magical Christmas!
We hosted our second Christmas Eve dinner at our house this year, and it was so nice. You simply cannot go wrong with family and good food. The kids were just amped up about the impending morning presents and were just giddy all night long! The fact that the weather was actually warm for December was just beyond me, and left the boy cousins outside playing basketball well into the night hours (whoops, 10:30 till Brody came in)
We did our usual set up, this year we had a smaller crowd so one less table in our family room
A cozy fire is a must if you have a fireplace, regardless of the spring like weather that lurked around us.
The kids table was kept simple this year, adorned with things they love, a table-cloth to scribble on and jars of candy to keep them all sugared up for their parents 🙂
I had one crying breakdown the night before hosting, I’ll blame it on the hormones. It was hysterical and embarrassing when I just told Dan “I’m just SO tired, that’s all!” It sure is weird when your preggers and your energy level just isn’t what it used to be.
Not to mention that the entire day was spent prepping food — 85 of these ridiculous christmas wreaths I made ..
While they were delicious, they were oh so tedious. I will not be making this until next year, that’s a promise!
I purchased “fryer wings” accidentally for my chicken wing appetizer that I was completely stoked for. I watched a tutorial on how to chop them up, one chop in and blood squirting everywhere I was left gagging in the kitchen sink and subsequent slamming of raw chicken into the garbage as I cursed my chicken wing craving. Side note:: ask the damn butcher.
The party faded out around 1:00am … and Santa scrambled to get the presents set up before we both wanted to just crawl into bed and ignore what we needed to do.
Needless to say, Christmas morning was a total success and I have an entire second post set up for you guys if you’re not sick of me yet AND the entire gender reveal video for you tomorrow!
Stay tuned my loves, it’s worth it.
