Last night the boys had their school Christmas program. I cannot express to you how quaint this Catholic church is to me, the lavish old-fashionedness of it. I tried to take a picture--to give you perspective, Mr. D and I were about halfway back on the far left side in one of the small pews. It's always funny to me how people don't really "pack in" pews, they leave a lot of space between each other. Mr. D and I were probably in a pew designed to seat 4, but no one asked to sit beside us so we had plenty of room.
The program always begins with little kids and moves up through the grades. The small ones sing loud, enthusiastically and off-key. Mr. G is looking serious as a snowman, isn't he?
Mr. B told me he had a solo--a big surprise! I had NO idea he knew how to play the bells! Yes, he's wearing his suit from Halloween. My middle boy is a dandy. His performance was perfect in front of all those people.
The program wrapped up with middle school kids--the girls self-important and the boys loathing the experience. I must say, it was one of the best shows I've seen. The final procession of the Nativity was nice. There's something kind of sweet about seeing the same costumes worn by the angels, wisemen, shepherds and holy family year after year. The 8th grade boys gave one of the best shows I've ever seen, the teacher let them "rock around the Christmas tree" dressed up like KISS.
Afterward we had cookies and juice in the basement and admired the children's artwork. Above is Mr. G's fine snowmen. Below is the most hysterical picture of a cardinal I've ever seen. No idea whose work it is, but it charmed me.
Tonight we rest from a week of too many late nights. I've got a head cold and the boys are cashed. We're breaking out the cookie cutters and a Christmas movie. The Momvan is back in our garage with a brand new battery and all is mostly right in our little corner of the world.
Stay safe this weekend--and pray for those poor families in Connecticut.
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