Can anything compare to the excitement of the Christmas Eve? Everyone's running around preparing for the day itself: wrapping last-minute presents, icing the pudding, cleaning the house in preparation for hordes of company, singing carols around the fire, drinking a bit too much wine...
Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas itself, but there really is something magical about Christmas Eve.
The cousins arrived today and it's been a bit chaotic, beautifully so. I insisted that we listen to at least some of King's College's Nine Lessons and Carols, and there was a supreme moment when, while listening to the story of the Annunciation, Ned - all of eleven years old - turned to me and said, "This is really quite unbelievable, isn't it?" Ah, Christmas faith!
Well, we do all know that Père Noel will be shimmying down the chimney later tonight to supplement the enormous pile of presents waiting under the tree - Ned's not questioning that!
Merry merry merry - and remember, the sooner you go to sleep, the sooner you'll wake up to find that it's Christmas Day!
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