'twas the night

You know kids just love about Christmas Eve? That it NEVER ENDS.

Our game time for Christmas starts late afternoon/ early evening on Christmas Eve. It's only a few more hours but in kid-before-Christmas time that's like TWO MORE WEEKS to wait.

While we wait I'll take a moment to point out that I am the mother of a SEVEN-year-old. I'm guessing that the oldest child's birthdays are always sort of jarring to parents. Seven! SEVEN! And to think, only two years ago I was exclaiming, "Five! FIVE!"

We had a birthday party last weekend with six of his little school buddies; they came to our house for three hours. The day before the party I kept thinking, "Three hours?! What was I thinking?" But it turned out SO great. 

The kids were polite, they were nice to each other, they listened... I'm telling you: seven-year-olds rock.

Tonight we'll gather with all the little cousins to kick off Christmas. Santa is going to make a visit (this particular Santa looks an awful lot like my parents' neighbor) and remind the kids to go to bed good tonight.

I reminded Willa that Santa is coming tonight and she replied, "Yeah and I WON'T spit or pee on him." So we can all stop worrying about that.

Merry Christmas all you good folks of the internets!