Because we were going up to Limpopo for Christmas Peter and I had an early Christmas with my mom in Cape Town. We arrived on Sunday afternoon with the car totally (and unbelievably packed) because we were going to stay the night and drive to Limpopo in the morning.
Christmas Eve is always the main event in my family and there is always devilled eggs, stuffed chicken and lots of dessert. This year was no exception.
It was a wonderful evening. We ate a ton, laughed, opened our Christmas presents, ate even more (who can resist Nutella pavlova), listened to Christmas carols and went to bed with smiles on our faces and hearts a little sad that we had to leave in the morning.