Dec 24 2006
Christmas Eve…
Every year my fathers side of the family gathers on Christmas Eve. We gorge ourselves on a massive feast, consume copious quantities of alcohol and exchange gifts. It is, and I’m understating things a bit, an entirely noisy and chaotic event, definately not for the faint of heart.
Jillian still seems a little unsure as to what “Christmas” is, but loves noise and chaos, and so was rather entertained by the gathering, even if she did try to glom onto some of Wesleys gifts.
Jilly and Wesley are the newest generation, and I think Jilly has some jealousy issues related to Wesley stealing some of the “cute” thunder she had already grown accustomed to monopolizing. I suspect this is something she is just going to have to get used to.
A few hours of the festivities saw some of the adults showing signs of exhaustion, both Jilly and Wesley were falling asleep just as we thought about taking our leave and braving the 401 for the return trip home.
A good time had by all.
Groan
With luck, I will recover in time for next year’s ‘festivities’
aww, sweet!