December 23, 2012

Love 'Em All!
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  • The other day, Graham came up to me and asked "why does Reagan have to be so bossy?"  I tried my best to explain that Reagan was a girl and she was the oldest and she would probably just always be bossy.  Reagan is my perfectionist and Graham is my thinker-he takes everything in and asks a zillion questions.
  • I thought we were getting ready for church on time but we did take a few extra minutes to take a picture-the kids were all dressed in their Christmas clothes. Once we made it to church, we needed to hurry on to class because we were very tardy.
  • After church, we had lunch at Nonna and Pops' house.  The kids loved the fruit as always but Keaton's favorite was the tomatoes.  After they played for awhile, we headed home to set up our blow up Santa and train.  Unfortunately, we let the weekends get away from us so now the Santa blow up will only be with us for a few days before it is taken back to the shed. 
  • Reagan's question as we drove from the house this evening was "why is our Santa brown?"  And yes, our Santa is brown.  You often don't see brown Santas out this way so we are offering a bit of culture to our neighbors.
  • This afternoon the little ones had a nap and the others watched a movie-Graham wearing his army outfit.  Before too long it was time for us to load up and head to pick up Nonna, Pops and Jason.  
  • We all went to eat at Newks and then to the capitol to see the lights.  The kids were so excited to see the lights and then to walk around the capitol.  The boys were the most impressed with the lego displays.  Anderson said that he wanted all of the legos that he saw.  
  • As we were looking at one of the statues in the capitol lawn, Graham asked if it was a statue of Jesus' family.  After we bid farewell to Jesus' family, we picked up slushies for the kids on the way home.  
  • Once we made it home, we pulled our Santas down before heading to bed. This was our third late night for the kids and it didn't take too long for them to all fall asleep.  They already have visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads.