This year, we planned to stay home for Christmas Eve, have Christmas morning at home, and then head up to Idaho for the weekend. I was on call at the hospital Christmas Eve, plus we liked the idea of not hauling all the kids' presents up to Idaho and then back. But, as with everything, our plans were changed last minute. We saw that a big storm was supposed to hit in the middle of the night, so we decided that it was probably best to head out Christmas Eve to beat the storm. A few of my co-workers were kind enough to take my trauma call, so we packed everything up and headed out that afternoon as soon as Devin got off work. We hit a few patches of snowy roads on the way up, but nothing terrible at all. The next morning, everything was blanketed in white and even my siblings driving from Idaho Falls to Rigby said it was rough. So, that turned out to be a good decision. We made sure to sent Santa a note telling him of our new location for the night so that he would still find us!
Even though it was late when we got in, we did a few of our Christmas Eve traditions before bed. We let the kids open their Christmas jammies, we wrote a letter to Santa, set out a plate of cookies for him, and set carrots and apples outside for Rudolph. Then Popp-E read "Twas the Night Before Christmas" and we all retired to bed in anticipation of the big day!
Christmas Day up next!
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