On the second day of Christmas, at the school concert, I heard some bells ringing, along with a bunch of kids singing.
On the third day of Christmas, our girlie performed in two showings of Sleeping Beauty.
On the fourth day of Christmas, I did some last minute shopping . . . online, instead of mall and crowd hopping.
On the fifth day of Christmas, I dropped our cards in the mail. My procrastination likely made the postman wail.
On the sixth day of Christmas, I was finally done with a quilt that I made for Grant's teacher - She's having baby number one.
On the seventh day of Christmas I did some wrapping, and when I was done, I really felt like clapping.
On the eighth day of Christmas when I awoke, my sinuses felt like they had been broke.
On the ninth day of Christmas, we visited the temple and saw the lights, and listened to a friend sing loudly and bright.
On the tenth day of Christmas, there was no partridge or pear. Instead we attended the school Science Fair.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, the kids got out of school. Whoever created the schedule this year is surely a fool.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, I spent the day on my feet, making all sorts of good things to eat.
And now that Christmas is really here, I'm finally filled with the holiday joy, brought about by the birth of a special baby boy.
Merry Christmas!
2 comments:
You're so creative and adorable. Love this post. What happened with Steve's ear? Why did he have to have surgery? Hope everything is okay. Can't wait to see you guys!!
I love it! I didn't know Steve had surgery. When? How did he have time? I've seen you 3 times this month!
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