Aw, Christmas. We had an extra lovely one that was so low-key. I spent a lot of the 24th cooking and preparing food. In the evening, we walked to the neighborhood park to sing Christmas carols with our friends. Then we returned home for French Onion Soup and salad. The kids opened up matching pajamas. They didn't really need pajamas but I'm in a point of crises where I'm not sure how much longer everyone will mind matching. I should've bought loose pajama pants for the teens though because they haven't worn them since. We got everyone to bed at a semi-reasonable time including Conor and I. Sweet, sweet memories.