Christmas Eve is my favorite night. We have so many tiny traditions that the kids have remembered year after year, and would never let me forget. We visit my dad and Dan's mom. We exchange gifts, eat, laugh, and enjoy each other.
But what I most enjoy, is the quiet night with our little family. We say "good-bye" to Buddy. This is the only time we get to touch him, so it's very special for the kids to give him a hug and thank him for spending December with us. We sprinkle reindeer food on the lawn, and leave cookies and milk for Santa. We also leave him a special note and key (since we don't have a fireplace). We tell Santa that we appreciate him and his gifts and let him know that Jesus is the best gift of all. We read the Bible and cuddle. Time slows down as we anticipate the morning that is to come. Knowing that God sent His son to die for our sins so we may join Him in heaven one day is incomprehensible, but through faith and the reading of His word, we know this is true and we are so grateful for God's grace and being able to start each day anew.