Christmas Eve is spent at Nanny and Pops house. Family and friends gather there for dinner and to open a few gifts. This year was a little different with the addition of you, but for the most part, you were on your best behavior.

We got over there early to open gifts with Uncle Brent and Nanny and Pops. After that, people started showing up (including Grandma and Grandpa) and you and I had to take a snack break upstairs. But as soon as we got back downstairs to join the party, it was fight over who would hold you first. They couldn't get enough of you. Phyllis had you the longest and she did such a great job, you started to get a little fussy and she was able to keep you quiet (she raised 4 kids of her own, so she has plenty of practice).

You fell asleep just in time for dinner. Yippee!

I was able to eat dinner while you slept, and just like it was planned, you woke up right as I was finishing and we took another trip upstairs. This time you didn't come down, I couldn't calm you down enough (you were incredibly tired, it was a busy day), so Grandma took over and sat with you for a while so I could rejoin the party.

As everyone started to make their exits, you came down to say goodbye, or scream it! We finally got everything packed up and got you home, where you finally fell asleep, silence at last, and Daddy and I watched a movie.