On Christmas Eve morning, our tradition is to go to Golden Corral. Ava, who ended her year without sugar the day before, had a doughnut, a cupcake, pancakes with tons of syrup, chocolate fountain assortment, chocolate milk, some other junk I'm forgetting, and topped it all off with cotton candy!
Our fun friends, the Wilson's, joined us for Christmas Eve dinner and reenactment! They are good sports!
While cleaning Ava's room, Tommy tripped over the mess, and his head met the edge of her desk. It was deep, but straight, so I threw on a butterfly and called it good. (There is definitely a scar! He's a boy, so it's ok right??!!)