The eve of Christ’s birth deserved a palooza in my book. What is a palooza? It’s celebrating. Big. and Bold. and Fun out the wazoo. And usually it begins with feeding mythical flying creatures.
We got home from Chattanooga and most people would just simply relax from a week of Christmasy fun and family and friends. Most people would unpack. Most people would wrap some last minute presents and go to bed early. But I am not most people.
Instead, I maniacally created a jar of reindeer food for our Christmas Eveapalooza and planned out our itinerary. Yup…we had an itinerary. But first – we must feed the reindeer dry bread covered with powdered sugar and bits of peppermint sticks.
Yeah – we just threw it in the yard…cause we are classy like that
Once back within the warm glow of our Christmas tree, I gathered the needed supplies for our Palooza…everything from blankets and scarves and hats to bells and snacks.
The zebra hand puppet introduced the show…his name was Striped Delight (which is only funny if you know this inside joke).
Will loved the hand puppets. He had Moosey…who just liked to eat things and sounded like Goofy but with a lisp :)
Our itinerary assumed that we knew the words to Christmas songs…which we didn’t. So the entire time we were horribly singing songs but all the songs were to the tune of Jingle Bells except with made up words and sometimes a gutteral noise or a ba-bum-bum-buuuum! Next year the Palooza needs a cd with Christmas singers…note to self.
It didn’t stop Will from enjoying it though. We rang bells for Jingle Bells, we animated with a stuffed reindeer for Rudolph the red nosed reindeer, we danced for Frosty, banged the drum for Deck the Halls…
We layered on scarves and hats for Let it Snow…
And we basically were Christmasy fools. It was awesome.
Also, earlier in the evening I saw that I had a package from Lynette (she was a sweetheart that we met in DC with her family) and look how adorable this label is…
She had sent us a huge box of goodies and a book for Will – so we broke those suckers out as our ‘midnight treats!’ Thanks Lynette!
Will was REALLY excited about it in general.
Cheers-ing our carmel popcorn cobs Will is offically obsessed with these now. I have to find a place near us that sells them or figure out how to make my own.
Back to the singing – I think this was me singing to Here comes Santa Claus…
Yup…here he comes
Angels we have heard on High. And yes, our angels are miniature
Jeremy looked like this…so funny…kinda scary…good thing we know he’s not some crazy lunatic
And then came the reading of the Christmas Story. Jeremy had no idea what I was doing when I interupted him after a few verses and started ‘recreating’ the birth of Jesus with stuffed Disney characters.
Kermit and Piggy were our shepards. and Minnie rode in on Rudolph. The sheep were, well, the sheep.
The Wise Men were two of the Seven Dwarfs and Cookie Monster. I’m not sure if Will completely understood what was happening…but he was sortof passionate about the baby Jesus (aka Tweetie Bird)…so I consider it a success.
Finally – we ended with Striped Delight closing out the night with his rendition of the 12 days of Christmas. By the way – if anyone heard us, they would probably be afraid that a cat was dying in the room or something horrible was happening because we are just not great singers…but it’s not about being on-tune, right? It’s about making a joyful noise…and boy, did we
We tucked Will into bed and kissed him so many times whispering things like “sleep in tomorrow” and “tomorrow is a very special birthday” and finally made our way downstairs to clean up and celebrate just the two of us…
I got to open a present early…
So did Jer…although I must admit that his pajama pants were not in the same league as my new lens. To be honest, I didn’t think Jeremy bought me anything…so I even wrapped up random stuff just so we would both have things to open…it’s just more fun that way. And boy did he surprise me. Next year I’ll have to remember that he is awesome at giftgiving so I need to prepare more for him.
The rest of the night I sat back with my feet propped up and sprawled out on our palooza blankets (admittedly texting Sherry about Clara’s play kitchen – so freakin’ cute) and drinking hot chocolate out of a Santa mug. It was the absolute perfect way to end the imperfect night.
So that’s our Christmas eve, what did you do? Open presents? Sing carols? Feed reindeer or drink hot cocoa? Anyone have a palooza?