I started the day off right by still being up reading when the clock showed midnight.
It's a family tradition that Christmas Eve all the kids sleep in the same room. When we woke up, Lizzie and I dressed all of our dolls in their Christmas best (another tradition, and I pity any of you who don't have a sister to do it with. And before any of you get on at me for still playing with dolls, think of Toy Story. Yeah.) while Joseph read aloud from Luke.
Then it was time for presents! I got:
of many varieties
I feel like Marianne.
China and glass, from Joseph and Mom
A cute statuette
And the Pursuit of Happiness by Maira Kalman
delightful--fills all my history nerd needs
A wonderfully soft beanie
I'm going to decorate it.
I love Taylor Swift.
Really pretty sticky notes
They're called "Forget-me-nots." Isn't that great?
How I love him. I know what I'm doing this week.
Then, I read And the Pursuit of Happiness. Thick book, quick read.
I thought about watching Robin Hood, but decided to save it for my friends. However, I was in a very BBC mood, so I watched North and South instead. Who better to spend Christmas with than Richard Armitage?
Around 6:00, my aunt and uncle and cousins and their family came over for dinner. It was delicious: ham, potatoes, pumpkin biscuits, carrots, salad, and poni popo. (My uncle's Samoan.)
All in all, a thoroughly delightful holiday.