We had a lovely Christmas Eve. GHD's cousins stopped by for a visit, which was great, and dinner was delicious. Our heat is on the fritz, so we had to light a fire in the fireplace. It looked so beautiful, with the decorations on the mantle, the stockings hanging, and a fire blazing away. I got a laugh because my son, who is disabled and, at 13, STILL believes in Santa, had a million questions about HOW Santa was going to be able to deliver the presents. If we have a fire, how is he going to be able to come down the chimney?? Because the living room is now the warmest room in the house, that is where my son is sleeping....but that is also where the tree is. So, GHD and I just had to be VERY quiet Santas and put all the gifts under the tree. It made it that much more fun. What a wonderful night!
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