One more night....

Honestly, I don't know who gets more excited about Christmas time...me, or my kids. I think I'm going with me this year. Yes, they truly showed a bit more excitement this year for those "traditional" Christmas beliefs, but I sure do enjoy watching them open their presents and watching Jeremiah open his too - even though he usually already knows what they are. I love the Christmas Even Shepherds dinner, that really just makes it feel real (if you haven't heard about it already, you can ask me sometime). Then, sleeping that night is like the night before the first day of school or a Homecoming (Navy). You get all jittery, so stinkin' excited for what the morning will bring.
I'd like to say that the whole, matching pj's and robes thing is TOTALLY the picture you would capture on Christmas morning as we walk in our slippers (also matching) to open presents and have some REALLY AWESOME breakfast. However... that is still a big ginormous dream for me. One day we will look like a picture out of a Sears catalog, just not this Christmas. I foresee it actually going a lot more like: Hunter keeps us awake all night so we have black bags under our eyes by the time the girls drag us out of bed. Then, we hobble down the stairs and watch the girls open their presents WAY too fast, and end it bumping around the kitchen trying to scrounge up that really great breakfast. Sounds way too exciting, right? Well... I'm going to love it either way.

As a WAY awesome side note, I stayed on target today with my eating log. Hooray!!