Christmas Eve day, while the nana, mama and auntie did some last minute shopping and wrapping, Papa engaged the boys in a nice long game of Risk -- over hot chocolate, to keep up their strategizing energy, of course. (UberDad was busy with his measuring tape and table saw, and still is.)
As it turns out, I absolutely did not die from not having a finished kitchen for Christmas. Imagine that. ;) And, thanks to the generous hospitality of my brother- and sister-in-law, neither did we have to eat take-out!
Instead, we had a delicious spread of homemade Mexican food -- three kinds of enchiladas, tacos and nachos. Everyone's plate looked different! (Though I was too busy eating to take pictures of the food.)
After dinner, some of the adults indulged in beverages, while the boys played a few sober games of chess...
Middlest amused himself with my camera, taking pictures of the dogs and his cousin...
Some gift-giving was in order, of course...
I'm not sure how our gracious hosts escaped the camera -- my only excuse is that I was too distracted by a raging sinus headache and, well, my sister-in-law's chocolate pie.
Then, early Christmas morning...
Eldest was up before anyone, as usual. He patiently waited for the rest of us to greet the sun. Scott's mom was up next, then Scott. My parents brought over coffee and scones; my sister brought more presents.
My sister and Middlest opened their stockings while we waited for the last sleepyhead.
And the Littlest slept on...
And, here we go!
Do you think we get a little too happy about presents??
Then it was time to play...
RC cars, Legos, more Risk, and a few dozen rounds of Uno before dinner...
It was a very, merry Christmas.
