Typically, as I've posted in years past, the Vaught side of my family spends Christmas Eve together. As our family grows though, we are getting a little too big for anyone's house, and it is a lot of work for someone to host such a big gathering. Aside from the one year when the celebration got cancelled because of snow, I can't remember us ever not being together, but thankfully we still were able to see each other at Granny's the next morning.
I actually got to spend the evening with my church family instead at a dinner they were hosting for those in need while Dave spent some extra time with the kids at home. It was such a nice evening to enjoy time in conversation with all these wonderful people I've come to love over the past couple years. It was also fun to do some baking in preparation. I really enjoy making cakes but had never tried the coconut cake that my mom makes annually for both Christmas and Easter (both for nostalgic purposes in remembering her Grandma Gladys' cakes as well as because my cousin Kevin LOVES them). Instead of just buying something store bought, I wanted to bring something special and to me the cakes Mom makes at Christmas have that little extra touch, so I decided to try it with detailed instructions from her. I didn't do anything fancy, but I felt pretty proud to be following in her footsteps.
I also saw a fun idea on Facebook or Pinteresr of how to make Christmas tree brownies and stayed up way too late playing the night before creating these:
When I got back, there was still some time to spend together before it was time to turn in. We even had some visitors! Aunt Courtney stopped by to drop off a few special projects she had been working on for the kids.
Love it! |
Is that Elsa? |
I'm not sure which one was my favorite! |
I tried to get my mom to stay the night with us again this year like she did last time, but she decided she would just come over early the next morning instead. NaNa did stay to help put the babies to bed though, which they loved, of course.
Meanwhile, Hoss and I were downstairs wrapping presents as everyone got ready to snuggle down to sleep. And, when I thought it was safe, I started laying out the goodies. As Dave always teases me, I'm not as sneaky as I think I am sometimes. Right as I was in the process of arranging it all, I hear Hadley's voice from just outside my bedroom as she peeked through the spindles, proclaiming that she saw a little bed down there. Mom tried to shew her back in the room, but on and on she kept babbling about "What was that little bed?...I saw a bed down there." Ooops!
It wasn't long though before the house was silent...tomorrow would be a big day. :)