We gathered round the Christmas tree to shower Rebecca and Rachel with their presents. Lots of smiles all round and that made me feel a touch of the Christmas magic. They both had to dash off after lunch so they could spend the big day with their families, while we got ready for a Christmas Eve film. In a kind of double bluff, we chose the younger brother of everyone's favorite alternate Christmas film and watched Die Hard 2 this evening. It's easily the lesser film, but it's a certified romp either way. Sadly, watching airplanes explode on a runway didn't leave me feeling warm and fuzzy in the same way skyscraper terrorists do. I guess the most enduring Christmas films are thanks to tradition and association.
Still bizarre to think there's only one more sleep til Christmas. Looking forward to it though. For everyone reading this on Christmas Morning, I hope the day brings all the merriment you've missed from last year - make sure it's a Christmas you're thankful for.
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