December 14, 2012
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December
December was properly full of all kinds of Christmas activities, and good days in between. We had a warm start to December, and Layla and her daddy had some good time outside.
There were babies to “get” on the bed…
Fall pictures to take…
Music to make…
Christmas parties for mommies to attend…
and for baby girls to “help” with…
Christmas concerts to attend…This was Israel’s kindergarten class readying themselves for their part.
Here was a little shepherd I found that I knew and took great delight in…
Here Israel and his buddies sit and wait for their part.
And then there was the gussied-up second grader…
and the four year old who wanted to get dressed up like his brothers…and whaddya know, I had just the thing…
He was quite pleased.
Gabe sitting with his class. That is his teacher, Mrs. Lowe sitting right beside him.
Israel’s turn in the spotlight…
And then Gabriel’s second grade class…
and then the whole of the elementary grades…
The boys enjoyed the songs they learned for their program. Israel in particular sang his songs a lot before and after this program.
I was completely delighted to find a day of drastically reduced ticket prices for one particular show in Salisbury that I had my eye on, wishing I could take the kids. It was called Cirque Holidaze and was at the Wicomico Civic Center, and was basically supposed to be kind of like Cirque De Soleil with acrobatic feats. It was our official “Christmas event” for the season and was a lot of fun. We sat in the nosebleed section, which was just fine with me.
I had plans to try to get at least one good picture of the action…but…I had this little lap-inhabitator that made that job virtually impossible.
She INSISTED that Mommy be the one to hold her and was a very busy little squirmer. She nursed through the entire first half of the show. Seems to be what one does when it is evening and one is surrounded by darkness and one is one year old. Apparently. At the intermission, we took the wee chillun’s out into the empty corridors and let them loose so as to work some of the wiggles out.
Layla decided she was just plain done after the first section of the show, so I took her out and we rode down the down escalator and hold hands and she would run across the floor and then we would go up the up escalator to her heart’s content.
One funny memory is that after the show was over I took her back in and pointed up to where her Daddy and brothers were to show her, and then she caught sight of a woman with brown curly hair who was kind of turned away, and she pointed at her and said, “Mommy!!” and sort of fussed and wiggled to go to her.
Ahem, child. We finished the night with ice-cream sundaes for the drive home. A fun, good night.
Here’s a picture of the Confused Child with her ACTUAL mommy:
