I love Christmas Eve so much.
Marc and the boys went to the movies. Eva and I baked rolls. I vacuumed. We went to Michelle's house for an Italian feast.
We came home, read the Christmas story in Luke, wrote out our gifts for the Savior for the coming year.
Then, finally, when all the kids were tucked into bed, I worked my Santa magic. I love stockings, they are probably my favorite part of Christmas.
And then I just sat and looked at it all – the tree, the gifts, the stockings, and thought about how it would all be over this time tomorrow. I hope it is magical for them.