Birthday cake for Jesus

Christmas Eve morning the kiddos helped me make our birthday cake for Jesus. This year it was cinnamon swirl cake with cream cheese icing. Red/green sprinkles added by AP :)

Mid-day C started not feeling well, then it became abundantly clear that he was not well (I'll spare the details). I was sad for him that he would miss our Christmas Eve festivities at my aunt and uncle's house. But, he and I stayed home from church and he improved by the minute. By the time everyone got home from church he was ready to go! AP sat them down at their table and told C "Let's have a meeting about this!" She cracks me up. She was giving C a lecture about what to do if he felt sick again. She repeats everything I say.

The hardest part about Christmas Eve as a kid is waiting for the grown-ups to finish eating and talking so that the present opening can begin.There is now a running joke about the doll that my uncle brought home from somewhere for AP that looked really scary. Hubs snuck in my aunt's room once as we were leaving their house and left it laying on her pillow. Then a few weeks later I found it in my bed after my aunt and uncle had been at our house. AP then ended up leaving it on our deck in the rain and it got even nastier than it was. Hubs threw the body away and wrapped the head up and gave it to my aunt for Christmas! I'm sure it won't be the last time we see that doll head.




After all the gifts were opened. We held the first annual Christmas Play-off!