We decorated gingerbread houses.
Heather made a delicious pistachio pie that she shared with us. Henry loved it so much that he licked the plate clean.
We decorated gingerbread houses.
I love Christmas Eve, how the bustle of tradition melds into a quiet hush of expectation. I started the day with a hunt for tamales. I always have tamales for Christmas Eve dinner, but had neglected to get them when I was at the store earlier. I found some, but was not particularly excited about them. It was an unknown brand to me. I have lived near a large Latino community for most of my life, so getting good tamales for Christmas was never hard. Here, I haven't found them, so I was settling for whatever I could get, but to my surprise, our neighbor brought over some homemade tamales as a thank you for the cookies. She was so sweet, and I'm afraid I may have startled her with my enthusiasm for them. I told her that she had made my Christmas. They were delicious and just so perfect.
This year, getting ready for Christmas was a bit of a slog. Lizzy came home at the start of winter break feeling sick. And like clockwork, one by one, the kids all fell. With everyone feeling terrible and not wanting to eat, making merry sort of fell off the radar.
As the days ticked down to Christmas, though, I was eager to do at least a few of our traditions. We decorated cookies to give to the neighbors.
Devon asked when we would try D&D again, so we asked Charles if he would be willing to DM for us since Lizzy was busy. He was e...