Christmas Eve

Our Christmas Eve was lots of fun again. Like last year, I was wondering if this would be the last year that T believes in Santa. Its just so darn sweet and cute when the little ones do.

So, we sprinkled magic reindeer food on our driveway, to entice the reindeer to come to our house. We had to hedge our bets since we weren't sure how secure T's place was on santa's "nice" list!
T spread the stuff all over our drive way. This kid wasn't taking any chances!
We then came back inside to make cookies from Santa, that we put on our special Cookies from Santa plate that we received from Aunt Ceci a few years back.
T was so funny, she announced around 830 that she was going to go to bed, so that santa would come sooner. Kid went in and actually went to bed. I went in with her, to make sure she would fall asleep. Nope. She was bouncing around the bed like a rubber ball. Had to have looked out the window at least 7 times. Finally, she drifted off to sleep, and I came out to start wrapping and getting the presents ready. I just start doing that when I look up, and who's coming down into the Florida room, but Taylor! BUSTED.

Luckily, it wasn't that bad. Dot chased her out, and I explained that we were wrapping our presents for Grandma and Grandpa. The kid bought it and was consented to returning to bed...with Dot.

Since the Barbie dream townhouse was already assembled, I just needed to wrap a few things, and set them out. the only thing this year to assemble was an aquarium nightlight. It has water in it and fake jelly fish. I open the box and read the directions which say in big type: DO NOT USE TAP WATER. USE ONLY BOTTLED/DISTILLED WATER.

*#%^# (insert your favorite lewd and crude curse word, cuz I said them all)

I then start searching the house for some bottled water. Unfortunately, we're basically a tap water family. Dade county has excellent water quality. Luckily I found 1.5 small bottles in the fridge, and dot found 2 frozen bottles in the freezer. All single serving.

So, at midnight Dot and I are in the kitchen microwaving the damn frozen water bottles trying to thaw the the things out. We microwave, we submerge in hot water, I suggest boiling on the stove, but Dot objected as she still had side dishes to cook. I gave up and went to bed, but Dot (who was up til about 3 or 4, was able to defrost them and pour our precious water in the "aquarium".

So ends our Christmas eve.

Feliz Navidad, baby!

...or should I say Police Navidad?