We have been busy with life as usual plus a little Christmas fun scattered in here and there.
We hung up the favorite advent calendar.
This year, I decided that I would stuff the pockets with experiences, rather than things. So, each day the boys pull out a card and we have a fun activity.
This is one of those activities - - making sugar cone christmas trees. Way easier than gingerbread houses and I think the boys enjoyed it just as much.
We also made bird seed ornaments,
and hung then on the trees outside.
Jack hanging out with Spongebob. Not really Christmas related, but I thought it was funny.
The boys visiting with Santa at the ward Christmas party. I am pretty sure Dallin is on to the Santa secret.
Jack
Thomas spent the whole party fretting about what he should ask Santa for. He really wants a BB gun, but he was afraid to ask Santa for it, because his mom says he is too young. I'm pretty sure Santa will bring him one anyway - with some very strict rules.
Drake looks nervous in this picture, but he actually got right up on Santa's lap and asked him for a train set. Shocking - I know.
Christmas gifts for the faculty and staff at Jeremy's school.
Dallin wanted to make some presents for his brothers for Christmas, so here he is working on them. He is picking up sewing way faster than I did and I was a whole year older when I started. Crazy. I won't mention what he made. We wouldn't want the secret to get out.
Thomas playing Rudolph at the school Christmas program last night.
Dallin singing "Where are you Christmas?" with his class at the Christmas program.
With the Christmas program taking so much of the evening last night, it got a little crazy around the house after we got home. When we finally got around to family prayer, I jumped up and got back to work on a few things I needed to finish up and told the boys to go to bed. A few minutes later, I walked into my room and saw this note, from Dallin, on my bed.
It is a good thing to remember that these little things really matter to our kids. And I am also sooooo grateful that my boys still want hugs from their mom. I, of course, walked right into my boys' room and hugged them all.
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