This year at the party, all 3 of my kids sat on Santa's lap without so much as one tear. I was/am a proud Mama. Cole and Zeke were in the Nativity pageant and were the stars of the show. It is too bad too because Cole was a goat and Zeke was a shepherd not one of the characters with names. I guess they are that good. Sage was so sad she wasn't in it. She asked the Primary president if she could be a goat next year. We sang Christmas carols and Sage was up there with the leader, leading the music. It was so cute. McKelle was all over the stage when no one was performing. She had the time of her life just walking around up there.
I am a sleep deprived, no napping, park attending, story time goer, river splashing, grocery shopping hater, pool lover, laundry doer, child loving mother of 4 who looks really COOL in a minivan.
We were at church a few weeks ago. Cole was sitting in front of us with his Grandmom. It was time for a prayer and Will and I were not paying much attention. Cole turns around with his arms folded and says, "Mama, prayer!"