We get up on Christmas Eve morning and light the fire, then set about making the house smell delicious. Porridge for breakfast. Lamb casserole in the slow cooker, we put the mince pies on to cook (mincemeat is already made, pastry made and in fridge), I make the starter for Christmas Day (caramelised red onion and goats cheese tartlets this year) and dd bakes things for family (spend Christmas Day with my family, boxing day with ILs). This year she's making chocolate truffles and fondant snowmen.
Once the fire is roaring, casserole simmering, starter and mince pies cooling, I put the pudding on for its second long steam and then we wrap up and go for a walk round the local town, stop at the bakery for nice bread for lunch and breakfast the next morning, stop in and wish friends a happy Christmas, look at the decorations, start the wearing the dc out routine.
Then home for fresh bread and muffins, bacon, a cooled mince pie etc and Christmas music, few games.
Wrap up again and out to the coast for a nice long walk, games, storytelling etc. When the sun starts to go down and it gets dusky, we tell dd that FC is closing the veils between the worlds so as not to be spotted and we need to race home and get ready for him. Home via church to light a candle, sing some carols, pick up grandad.
Once home the master elf has usually been and left pjs, bubble bath, hot chocolate, reindeer food and this year the Arthur Christmas dvd. We chuck more wood on the fire, dish up lamb casserole with bread to dip and apple pie and custard (pie made on the 23rd) to finish. Bath and pjs on and then we watch a film, tell stories, sing songs, play the piano, snuggle etc until the dc are yawning. Any family or friends who have joined us go home now.
Reindeer food scattered, carrot, mince pie and glass of milk left out, stockings hung, dc chased up to bed for bedtime stories. I collect vintage children's Christmas books and we read lots of them before bed. DD likes Shirley Hughes the most and I often read some of Tolkien's letters, always finishing with The Night Before Christmas.
DH and I fill the stockings, put out presents, put out Father Christmas footprints and then we have hot chocolate by the fire. Last year we watched back some footage of dd's christmas mornings so far, ate mince pies and reminisced.
Then to bed, fire damped down ready for Christmas morning.
Christmas Eve is my favourite day of the year.