We always sleep at my parents' house on Christmas Eve. It started the first year Carl and I were married and I couldn't imagine waking up without my parents Christmas morning, so we slept over. It's been a fun tradition. We pack up our presents, head over to my parents', and add our presents under their tree. Garrett knows Santa visits him at Grandma and Grandpa's, and it's been fun for him too.
This year Garrett wanted to put out milk and cookies for Santa, so after we drove around to see the lights on Christmas street, and he opened his Christmas Eve present (Jammies! What else?!) we made cookies and left them out for Santa.
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