Christmas Eve started with one last trip to visit Santa. "I want to make sure he knows I want a jack hammer". Why not? Turns out the mall was not crowded at all- we got a front row parking spot and walked right up to Santa.
After church we headed to my parents' house for our annual pizza party. There were fun and games to be had by all!
Aiden didn't get the memo that only the last shot was a "silly" one!
We hung our stockings with care and then Aiden melted down so no pictures of the Twas the Night Before Christmas reading- he cried through the whole thing. He wanted to go sleep at home. Poor guy. It was after 11 and he was tired...but once he calmed and it was just the two of us laying in bed he got very excited, anticipating the arrival of Santa!