Break a (Christmas) Leg.

Isaac had one of the speaking parts in our church's Christmas program this year. He played Nigel, a boy from 2050. He did a great job. Everyone in the play did a great job.

Isaac's track record with church plays isn't that great. The first one he was in, when he was 3, ended in his pants falling down while on stage. He was dressed as a lion and suddenly he was standing on stage with this awful look on his face. That scarred him. He played Joseph one year. You see that one picture with his "I'm hating this so much" face? That's how he looked while playing Joseph. This year's event went off without a hitch though. He was fully clothed, remembered all hs lines, and delivered them excellently. We were all very proud of him.

It's great watching him do more and more things.

Thanks for checking in

Diann

Christmas Begins

Christmas is official in our house when the Santa collection is out of the boxes and displayed all over the family room. Isaac looks forward to putting the Santas out more than he looks forward to getting the tree up. I must say, so do I.

I think Isaac counted 17 Santas. My mom started this collection for me, oh about 17 years ago. It's my favorite part of the holiday. I can't wait to see the new one I get each year. Hint hint.

We were at it earlier than usual this year. We had everything up and looking festive soon after Thanksgiving. The outside lights were up around the same time too. Although, that's because of our new neighbors. Their display kind of shamed us into doing it up right!

Isaac really enjoyed the decorating - particularly when he found an old tree skirt in the decorations. Isnt' he cute? My little "prancing" elf!

Roy seemed to enjoy the decorating too. Once he carried all the boxes up from the basement, he took his normal decorating position. Our marriage is one made in heaven - he's the muscle and I'm the flair!

Sleep well, Roy. You'll need all your strength to host all the Christmas events!

Thanks for checking in

Diann

Thanksgiving

We had a really great Thanksgiving at my sister, Bonnie's, house again this year. Every year she gets nervous about all the preparations, but every year it comes off without a hitch. It was so peaceful and relaxing.

Roy pitched in for the clean up - like he always does. Isn't he a great guy? How many husbands would be doing dishes rather than sleeping in the other room? Can I tell you a secret? He left early, walked home and slept in OUR other room! The rest of us stayed and played Scattegories and made up our Christmas lists. It's our annual tradition - draw names and then post our lists on mom's refrigerator.

Bill, Kelly, and the kids came after dinner. It was their year to eat at Kelly's family's house. We missed them.

Now it's time to focus on Christmas. It's time for me to get nervous about all the preparations. Actually, I'm looking forward to it.

Oh, about the turkey picture - I had to include it. While we were eating Roy said that it looked like the turkey stuck his hands in the air and surrendered. I don't think he had much of a choice!

Thanks for checking in.

Diann