when all through the house, Payeton and Harper were stirring, more than a mouse. As visions of snow flurries danced in their heads, mommy sang out 'please go to bed'. They fluttered around like when in the womb, singing 'oh Santa wont you come soon'. Mommy reminds them that Santa wont appear, while they're running around like villains on beer. So dash away, dash away, dash away all! We climbed in to bed and slept like a doll.
I forgot how exciting Christmas Eve is for a kid. This year I was reminded of the pure joy you have when Santa is coming to town. The girls were so excited and restless that we didn't get to bed until 11pm. (Oh, how Santa has a late night job.) Although, after Santa had visited our house I did have a hard time going to bed. I wanted to wake the girls up and let the Christmas madness begin!
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