We don’t have a single picture of Santa with all of our kids, because Max was “too cool” at first. He didn’t say as much but told us he didn’t feel like talking to Santa. And Harvey was too scared, but right before we were about to leave, Max decided he didn’t want to miss …
We started the week off attending Beverly’s preschool’s Christmas performance. I teared up. It wasn’t particularly amazing and the lyrics weren’t distinctly spiritual, but watching these darling, innocent children of God celebrate their Savior’s birth brought tears to my eyes. It may also be that I’m having a hard time with Beverly being nearly ready …
First off, Happy Thanksgiving! I know it’s a week and a half late, but after we finished hosting thanksgiving, Andy graciously passed on his stomach bug… which I’m pretty sure he got from Maverick who probably got it from Max, though his didn’t manifest till a week later, oh and Bev had it a week …