Christmas Eve was a quiet affair around our house. Daddy had to get up early and do inventory at work, we had some baking projects to finish and topped off by the fact that we've all been snuffly, it was a welcome reprieve to the hustle and bustle of the last few weeks.
We did make it to the Spontaneous Christmas Pageant our church has on Christmas Eve. It's the first time we've been to it, and Brant was pretty sure he was NOT going to participate. Remember the stubborn streak from before, well..yeah. That again.
|A few minutes before leaving for church. The presents are growing.|
|Laughing at big brother|
|Silly little shepherd!|
|I know. I don't know how that baby got chosen as Jesus. HE's only one week younger than Henry. But oh well, Henry looked a lot older than him anyway!|
After a very simple supper (can we say tomato soup and grilled cheese?), it was time to open the gifts from Aunt Carol and Uncle Jim. It used to be when we opened the gifts from Japan too, but this year, we'll be celebrating WITH them on Friday.
Earlier in the day the Jesus birthday cake got baked, but we needed to ice it and decorate it. It was such fun watching Brant decide what he wanted to do and raid the baking box in the process.
|Daddy photo bombed this one, acting like he was going to push Brant into the cake!|
|Masterful decorating, Brantley was sure it's what Jesus would have done.|
|Yep. Still wiggly boys!|