Nothing says Christmas Eve like a snowball fight in 60 degree weather.

I had Christmas Eve planned out.  We were going to spend the day listening to Christmas music, and I was going to cook a scrumptious feast.  

We changed our plans when we were told about a church activity in the afternoon.  Then, the church thing was cancelled, and Ben was looking forward to a non-feast sort of day.

So we went to Sea World.

They have a special Christmas Celebration, including Snow World.

We went and threw snow balls, (although after we did the loud speaker came on announcing that throwing snowballs was prohibited) built a mini snow man, and frolicked in the white stuff.

Warm weather + snow =  a life long dream come true.

Happy Christmas Eve.