Unfortunately, my brain failed and I forgot the boys' cards the day of their Christmas parties...which also happened to be the last day of school until after break. I suppose the cards and coloring pages can go into their scrapbook instead. Apologies, teachers. We were thinking of you, and had good intentions!
Here are a few of my favorites from the evening...
Blue Christmas Elf by Sam
Rudolf by Henry
Henry's Christmas card to Ms. Amanda
(The gray shape in the upper right corner is a Christmas tree...just in case you couldn't tell.)
This night may have been my favorite. Just the four of us, at home, with homemade Santa cookies, hot chocolate, and a "carpet picnic".
For this not-so-crafty mom, craft night was bound to be kaotic and messy. We had paint smeared on our faces and hands, glitter in our hair, and salt dough in every crack and crease from head to toe.
Sam's sweet hand
Henry's hand, which he proudly spread over the entire plate
They each selected their own paint colors and glitter. Such artists.
Sorry, Papa Bo...much like Henry and Sam's teachers, these cards didn't make it to you either. Sigh.
This may have been Henry's favorite book under the tree.
Papa and Grandma Shaw were with us the evening we read about the birth of Jesus, which made the night extra special. Sam volunteered to pray...passerbys might have thought he had the gift of tongues. He was ecstatic to pray, and spoke so fast, you could hardly make out a word. Sid calls him a Dutchman.
Can you tell that by the end of the month I was running short on calendar activity ideas?
Other books that lay wrapped under the tree...
December 23: Bake a birthday cake for Jesus
This was actually Henry's idea. He was determined to bake a strawberry birthday cake for Jesus. His first choice was a "moose cake", similar to what he had on his birthday. Unfortnately, I didn't have the strength or tools to recreate this birthday masterpiece...
December 24: Attend a Christmas Eve service
Christmas Eve we packed the car and headed to Cushing to share breakfast with Sid and Marcia. Then, we galivanted to Blackwell to spend Christmas Eve with my parents. The boys were overjoyed to spend time with both sets of grandparents on Christmas Eve. It was a wonderful Christmas indeed.
December 25: Merry Christmas!
This Christmas, Henry's wish came true. Although sparse, we did get a white Christmas. For whatever reason, Henry is convinced that snow means Christmas. This means that if it snows again in February, it is Christmas again. Perhaps we should leave our tree up until April, just in case?