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Where did Santa park his sleigh?

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It's amazing how much more I am enjoying the holidays now that those darn gifts are wrapped, and the Christmas cards are sent! I took this past Friday off and enjoyed a leisurely day, where I was still productive, but wasn’t crushed under holidays to-do lists. Amazing!

G had his Christmas concert on Tuesday. All of the kids, from the toddlers up to the pre-schoolers, gathered on stage, and sang four different songs. We could recognize the songs, for the most part, and the kids had a blast performing for us. Ava even had a friend to hang out with while we were there (Ava is in a class at school with a girl who has a little sister in G’s class. I get the feeling we’ll see that family at many events in the future!)

Walking down the aisle, heading up to the stage


Jingle Bells!


Proud Grandma




Looking good in G's reindeer hat! 
 

During “Here Comes Santa Claus”, guess who walked down the aisle and caused general disruption of the concert? If you guessed the big guy in red, you are right! We stood in line so G could chat with him for a bit. While we were waiting, he asked me if that was the real Santa Claus. I said, “Of course he’s real...he’s sitting right there.” He must not have been pleased with my half-answer, so he asked Grandma Karen where Santa had parked his sleigh. Excellent question, G! These little kids are just too darn smart.



Ava kicked off the weekend with pajama day at school on Friday...which means that when we went out for dinner and shopping on Friday night, she was wearing her pjs. Good thing I insisted on a two-piece set and not a nightgown, since it was snowing!


These Goers guys are hard to capture in pics!



One of the traditions that I love at this time of year is to drive around and look at Christmas lights. We were invited to a few Christmas parties for Saturday night, and we opted to stay local and hang out as a family instead. We took that opportunity, and the clear snow-free weather, to explore our local town. We found some HUGE houses that both G and Ava were thrilled with...G told us that one of the houses is the one he had been looking for all night...lol. He said we could all live there, and when I asked who would pay for it, he quickly said, “Not me!” He decided that Daddy should pay for it...haha!

We also came upon a well-decorated neighborhood, and guess who we found?! Santa! We hopped out of the truck, and the kids absolutely loved chatting with him. There was no question in their minds about this being the real Santa...this was REALLY him. Santa’s helpers even gave each of them a bag of gifts when they left...toys, coloring books, candy...it was wonderful. This was Christmas magic at work.


In non-holiday news...Scott and I started watching “The Crown.” We both managed to stay awake for two hours/episodes, so I consider that a huge success. It’s been a while since we’ve been able to watch a series together...usually one of us is sleeping, ten minutes in!

It's a great time of year to snuggle up in fuzzy blankets!


It’s another Sunday, full of things to do around here...busy, as always, but I always look forward to ending the afternoon watching tv/movie, by the Christmas tree light. Happy Sunday!

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