Christmas Program 2012

Tonight was Evie's Christmas program at her preschool. Her class sang Must Be Santa and Feliz Navidad. She sang loud and proud about half the time and spent the other half playing with the fake belt buckle on her shirt.

Typical

Darcy cleaned her plate (and asked for seconds), while Evie avoided her food like I was asking her to eat spinach (it was pizza).

Not sure where they're going ...

But Evie spent a great deal of time loading Pooh and friends (which are actually ornaments) into her Zoo Talkers car.

Trimming the Tree

My dad had set the tree up while I was in Boston and added the lights, angel and plain gold ornaments. It was a much-appreciated start, but didn't look quite finished. So today I decided to pull out all my ornaments and finish the job. I hadn't set eyes on any of my ornaments in two years since last year we were living with Blake's parents and all my decorations were in storage, so in a way it was like a walk down memory lane.

I quickly realized there were three major groups of ornaments ...

1. Star Wars (I am the proud owner of not one, but two Death Stars).

2. Florida State (Can one really ever have enough FSU ornaments?)

3. Keepsakes, both from our own childhoods (or at least Blake's) as well as from throughout our marriage and the birth of the girls.

These are a few of my favorites in this category ...

Baby's 1st Christmas for both Evie and Darcy.

This butterfly ornament my dad bought me from Bronner's in Frankenmuth, MI, when we were living in Saginaw.

This one from Blake's mom, which applies to both Blake and I since we are both the youngest in our families.

 

Evie's favorite was this Santa booty that farts. Sigh. Like father, like daughter. She kept saying, "Watch Mommy!" and she'd push the button and crack up at the noises.

Here's the finished product. Pretty nice, I think!

Calvin loves this time of year ...

"Mom! Let me take a picture!"

Photography by Evie.

Yeah

Not my best photo, but I have a terrible cold and it's the best I could do this evening. I figured as long as the girls were in it, I could get away with it!