Christmas Eve

The big day finally arrived! Christmas Eve!! Yeah! The day started like most any other. Both of my parents were working, but at least Mom was working from home so Jude and I got to play at home all day. After both parents got off work, Jude and I were put in our special Christmas outfits. Mine was called "Mrs. Claus" or something. I guess cause it was a dress version of the famous Santa outfit. And Jude had two outfits...one striped with a reindeer on his butt (excuse me, I shouldn't say that - on his behind) and then a white fuzzy one that said "First Christmas".

So anyway, after we got dressed and had our photos taken, we went up to Aunt Kathy's house. My mom's side of the family is pretty small to start off with; then add in the fact that Grammy and Gramps are in Arizona, Uncle Eric is in Colorado, and Katee had to work - so it left just Aunt Kathy, Uncle John, Ethan, Mom, Dad, Jude and me. Small and cozy... We all missed Pa Pa though. We had a great meal and then opened gifts. Aunt Kathy felt horrible after she realized she only got me clothes - and no toys. But I didn't mind. I helped everyone else open their gifts, and then played with Uncle John and Ethan as they did magic tricks with the paper for me!

After we left there, we went over to our friend's house to tell them Merry Christmas. About a mile from my house is the home of Mrs. Karen and Mr. Gary. My mom has been friends with two of their kids (one of them is the one I call my boyfriend Ben!) since she was a little girl, and she played over there all the time when she was growing up. And when we got there, that guy I call my boyfriend just happened to be there!! But believe it or not, on this night I was more drawn to his wife Abby. She has long curly hair, and she loves to "tickle" me with it. She rubs it on my face or my ears and I just love it! And then...... I lifted my dress and she "tickled" my tummy. But instead of tickling, it felt so good! So I sat back and enjoyed it... And this is a blackmail photo if I have ever seen one....

One cute story... My mom told me the story of Christmas - about baby Jesus being born in a manger. Well, just after she said that baby Jesus was born, I yelled out "AMEN!" I didn't understand why Mom starting laughing so hard. Whenever we are at the dinner table and I hear them saying the name Jesus we all say Amen, so why was it funny this time?