It's become a tradition in my family to get new pajamas on Christmas Eve. And since Tori has started picking them out we've been getting cute animal print pajamas. This year she's on a huge leopard kick, so they were leopard. And the guys in the family got A Christmas Story "You'll shoot your eyes out" pajama pants, they were pretty hilarious.
And then commenced the Nerf gun war, a tradition just started last year. Someone decided to let Aleksa choose the teams, and guess who she picked? Certainly not mom and dad, she went with the cool aunt and new uncle-- yep me and Eric. Armed with Nerf guns and extra Nerf bullets, we shot at the opposing team over sofas, ping/pong table, and other furniture. If you were lucky you got a safe position behind a large piece of furniture. If you're unlucky--me--you get stuck behind a chair and a very unhelpful pillow, I got pummeled with darts in the head and shoulders. The rule was no darts to the head, but since most of us were too chicken or too clever to expose anything put our heads, heads were the target. My shining moment was when I accidentally shot Cam in the eye, and the dart stuck to his eyelid! I was pretty impressed with my previously hidden talent. Cam said he couldn't get mad because he knew coming from me it was just a lucky accident, because we all know that if I had been aiming for his eyelid, I would have hit the wall instead.
The only true casualty was Eric's toenail. Somehow it got snagged on the carpet, and he didn't even feel it or notice it until we decided to investigate some suspicious looking red fuzz that was everywhere! We took a small time out to clean up the blood and get Eric a band-aid. And shortly we recommenced shooting. We went until we were all too tired to continue.
It may not be the most normal way to spend Christmas Eve, but we enjoy it. Besides maybe it burns off some of those calories from those cheese balls... maybe.
Though, one of the best parts of the evening was watching Aleksa running around telling everyone to go to bed so Santa could come.
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