We enjoyed a little impromptu Christmas tea last week with friends -- one of those "bring whatever's in your cupboard"-type teas:
We used my new tablecloth from my Goodwill 50% off trip and the Christmas china I was given in Scotland:
Over the weekend we tried out our new snowman and snowflake pancake forms which arrived in a surprise box on the doorstep: (only the snowman is pictured -- that round pancake is NOT a snowflake :) )
Rachel has taught herself to play two Christmas carols on the piano. I'm very proud of her. She had fun playing with her friend Sunday afternoon:
I am quite sure that one of the most delightful memories I will take from this season is attending the Frog and Toad Broadway show with Rachel, Andrew and James. Put on by a local acting company, it was really an oustanding performance.
Pictured are Frog and one of the Birds:
I grew up listening to my mother read Frog and Toad books and then I began reading them to my own children. We have even written our very own Frog and Toad Valentines story. So, it was quite sentimental in a way, to attend this show.
Brenda at CoffeeTeaBooksAndMe suggested last year that people make a list of what they want to do over the holidays and prioritize it so you can actually accomplish something. Otherwise, one feels rushed about trying to do everything and feeling as though you're not doing anything.
One thing on my list this year was to take the kids to the Children's Museum for the Yule Slide:
And yes, I did actually take James to see Santa. We don't "do" Santa, and I was sure my husband would think I was nuts, but I thought it would be cute.
James was the perfect age and was very talkative, answering all of Santa's questions. He did seem to get stumped on the naughty/good question. He told Santa he wanted a costume to dress up like Santa for Christmas. :) Fat chance, James.
My Uncle Bill went with us and he and I had an hilarious time taking pictures of ourselves in the funny mirrors:
Half way through our visit I found myself jogging out to the parking lot to make sure I had turned the lights off. It dawned on me at that moment: last year I was here at the Museum in a wheelchair and this year I was here without Michael and able to actually jog all the way down and out to the car (okay, I was a little sore the next day). Praise the Lord for His mercy to me in restoring my health. It makes me feel like crying.
The kids and I have a mountain of cookies to decorate this afternoon and a huge pile of Christmas books from the library to make our way through.
The baking list for tomorrow is striking a bit of fear and trembling into me, but I'm sure it will get done.
I do hope that you too are finding special memories tucked here and there among the rest of life that has to happen. Christmas greetings to you all!