Our holiday consisted of an almost quiet day at home. We lit the fireplace, made some eggnog (Martha's recipe, try it, you'll thank me later), turned on the tree lights, got our toes warmed by quilts and puppies and played country Christmas tunes on the radio.
And then to break up the calm, quiet day, we chased a puppy around the tree for stealing ornaments.
*Also, he's growing so fast and pushing 30 pounds now at 3 months old, but I still think it's endearing that he still thinks he's a lap dog. I just am picturing him trying to get his whole self on me when he weighs as much as me.*