The Weir / Cash / Strother clan held our very 1st Christmas Eve Slumber Party.
The little ones (Ty & Asher) weren’t going to be with us Christmas morn, so the adults had to come up with SOMETHING to keep us preoccupied.
Honestly, it was fun. At least I had fun. And I kept making sure everyone knew it too. We played Chicken-Foot with Papaw 1,000 times, Memaw could only handle 1 round…
..us kids (my sisters & Kaci) had a legit, throw-back slumber party in the living room… but I must say, if we do this again next year, I call a room without those 3!
When our family gathers, we tend to crack ourselves up. There are countless moments of “funny.” I thought I’d highlight the ones I particularly found amusing.
Memaw bought us girls mix-matched polka dot socks. Of course we HAD to take multiple pictures & post to Instagram, but FeFe beat us to it… After a few minutes Kaci & I asked her how many “likes” she received on the first pic, her response: “12 so we’re doin’ good.”
The room erupted.
Christmas night was a terror. I entertained the notion maybe the Mayan Apolocolypse had been delayed a few days. With harsh hail, gusty winds & freezing temperatures it was impossible to sleep. I awoke in the wee-hours, FREEZING, calling out in the darkness: “Where is my little red blanket?!” Thinking all the other girls were asleep, I rolled over… then hear Kaci finally say, “Uhm, Lacey & I stole it in the middle of the night.”
Wow. Thanks familia.
People finally started to stir about 8am & the first down was Mom. “Santa couldn’t come last night because of the storm – the reindeer couldn’t fly, sorry.” And if that wasn’t enough, she went on to say, “Oh my gosh it wasn’t a silent night, it was a VIOLENT NIGHT!” Kaci responded, “that’s 2 for Aunt Donya & we haven’t even had breakfast.”
But even amidst all the fun, there were moments of beauty and utter joy. One joy-filled moment was receiving a text message from my best friend saying, “Merry Christmas, I love you & I’m out front.”
The joy continued with breakfast by Papaw, a prayer, 1,000 more games of Chicken-Foot (Ed & I constantly being harrassed for cheating. Whatever.), Watching Elf, A Christmas Story & White Christmas… laughing as Mom & Felicia danced to “Sisters, Sisters, There were never such devoted sisters”… Ashley exclaiming, “It’s snowing!” & everyone rushing out.
But the best was Christmas lunch. In those final moments of togetherness, I looked around that room & thought how lucky am I to not only have a hilarious, beautiful, loving family… but to have others in my life I consider family… & to have them all there in the same fun, joy-filled & beautiful Christmas moments.
and to have it all because of the one we gathered to celebrate, my precious Jesus.