Leading up to Christmas there was a Sunday School thing in church (I call it a thing because I have seriously got zero idea what else to call it--not a play---a production?) Anyway, this was Elise's first time in the Sunday School thing and Cordelia's first time with some real lines in a solo capacity. Cordelia nailed her lines with pride, but she had a shared second line...not one to be lost in the fold she took the opportunity to grab the mic and thank the crowd. You will see in the end that both girls faded by the end...
Spotted someone she knows.
Nailed it and know it.
We lost Elise at this point. She also took out one pigtail and let a boy from her class play with it for a bit.
I would like to note that Cordelia is dressing herself. When I asked her to wear legging with no holes she said, "Looks should not be important mom." Touche my child, touche.
Christmas Eve is basically my favorite day of the year. I love the family, the tradition, the excitement. All of it is awesome! We have a family tradition of Chinese food before the evening service.
Then we went to the night service and didn't make it home until nine. Our girls have a strict early bedtime, so they were beat!
My mother and the girls. Please note the stuffed cat with whom Cordelia coordinated outfits.
It wouldn't be Christmas if Sam were not dressed in a hoodie.
Christmas morning was presents at our house before heading to my parents for more presents and breakfast...and lunch.
The day was mellow and lovely!