A December to Remember

And, no, I did not get a Lexus.  Nor do I need one. 

We had a HUGE December.  First, Annabelle had her very first dance presentation!  She did so well.  In the words of Baby's mother, I think she gets that from me.

I mean, look at that form!  Granted, no one else is in the leg out position, but that's fine.  She's dancing to her own tune and looking fabulous if I do say so myself.

On to the Taylor Christmas.  Since November, Annabelle has been asking for a Barbie doll house.  Well, Santa was able to make that trip with one for her this year.  But first, we had to make a trip to the mall to ask  Santa for it.  I guess I forgot the part about sitting on his lap, building rapport, you know, that kind of thing.  Yeah, so she walks right up to him and says, "I want a Barbie doll house, okay?  Bye" and off she goes.  Didn't even stay to get her candy cane.  Brief, to the point, and decisive.  That's Annabelle.

Macy wanted NO part of speaking to Santa.  He could just as well leave her alone.  Macy was easy as she goes for Christmas this year.  No requests, just along for the party.  We made a white birthday cake to celebrate Jesus' birthday, and made chocolate chip cookies for Santa.  Late Christmas Eve afternoon, we walked behind our house to look for "reindeer" tracks.  We found tons and the girls were just sure that Santa knew exactly where their house was this year.

Going to bed that night was testy.  Annabelle wanted to sleep in our room because she has been having nightmares, but that would have exposed the whole "Santa" debacle, so mean parents that we are, we made her sleep in her bed.  Barbie house constructed in less than one hour, pretty good.  Scooters set out along with the presents that were hidden all over the house, and off to bed we go. 

 (side note:  All of our presents are inspected for quality control by inspector # 4756 aka Tinkerbelle)

I could not WAIT!!  I think I was more excited than they were.  Up at 4:15 am, back to sleep, then up again at 5:30 anxiously awaiting the girls to get up and see their gifts. 

Any other time, those kids would have been up at 5:30 am.  Nope.  Six, Six thirty, Seven.  I gave the dog her gift.  After that, I was getting impatient.  So I got the big kid up out of the bed with a steaming cup of coffee to come wait with me.  FINALLY they got up!!!

Yes, Macy came out of her bedroom with a pair of bright turquoise crocs on.  I think she does this to spite me.  But overall, they had a GREAT Christmas and so did we.  The season is so much more special if you get to witness it through the eyes of a child.  I treasure these times and hope that I am being a good Mother to encourage not only the fun and excitement of Santa Claus, but the gift and hope of Jesus Christ through this season. 

Love to everyone, and now, on to Annabelle's birthday party.  More to come at some other time.