Christmas Eve
One of my family's tradition is to have junk cereal for Christmas. The one time of year my mom would buy it for us. I happen to like oatmeal a lot, so I don't mind eating oatmeal every other day of the year, which I do. But it's kind of fun to pick out a stupidly magically delicious cereal just for Christmas.
Visited my grandma. We were all tired, but she was in a jolly mood, which made it fun. And Ellis was adorable. And that's all that matters.
Went to my parents' house. Mom and I made an Italian dinner. Crab ravioli, baked cod with anchovy and parsley paste, roasted zucchini pizza. We exchanged gifts before rushing off to hear Sam sing in his church's choir. It was perfect. Kind of lowkey, but absolutely perfect. Sat around the fire and started It's a Wonderful Life. After the rest left for church, we packed up our exhausted boy in his Christmas jammies and headed home.
We caught the radio re-broadcast of the radio version of It's a Wonderful Life on XPN, whose holiday tunes we've been enjoying off and on all day.
XPN serenades me as I finish wrapping gifts for my boy. His loot from us: a wooden tool set, a tape measure, metal toy pots/pans from Ikea, a wooden rolling pin just his size, some handpainted wooden farm animals that I bought in Lancaster, and an art smock just for him that I made. I can't wait to see him open that tool set. He's going to love it!
Feels good to be home with my little family.