This year, just because of the way plane tickets worked out and because the move to Indiana was harder on my kids than expected, we flew to Utah on Christmas Eve to spend the rest of the holidays with my family. The kids were very concerned that Santa wouldn't know where we were, but we had a special friend, our elf David, who told Santa where we would be on Christmas Eve. Grandma and Grandpa had everything set up for us when we got in and after a very excited reunion with cousins it was off to bed. In the morning, the kids were very relieved to wake up to find presents under the tree. And, after the rush of opening presents, one of the best parts of Christmas day is having a jammie day and being able to spend to whole day playing!
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