Friday, December 16, 2011

Quinn's 1st grade Christmas party

Mrs. Cox's class had their Christmas party and it was a ton of fun. They decorated sugar cone Christmas trees and one of the dads even sang and played the guitar! Tyndale got to come too, and he (and some other classmates' little brothers!) even got to participate in all the activities. He LOVED it!





Here is Quinn with her finished product. Voila! I think Tyndale ate more than he decorated!

You can see Ramie's daddy singing with his guitar above...and all the kids were jingling their parents' car keys to Jingle Bells. So fun!

Monday, December 12, 2011

Milk and Cookies with Santa

The kids were so excited to visit with Santa and tell him ALL about what was on their Christmas lists! (and other things from Tyndale, such as his favorite phrase: "When I grow up, I'm gonna be a grown up!") Santa took his time with each of them and really listened...and was sure to ask them if they were good!

 Tyndale asked for a "real Polar Express Choo Choo train with a whistle and a bell." Quinn asked for an Itouch...although I don't think that Santa quite understood what that was and it was a bit akward for a few minutes...but she stood firm in her request (even though Mama and Daddy have told her that she is too young for an Itouch and that we have personally contacted Santa to let him know that). She also let him off the hook by adding that she would also like a horse (stuffed) and an Easy Bake oven.
 After talking to Santa we decided that just in case he forgot their choices, we should write letters. Even Tyndale wrote one...and they put them in his mailbox.



 Right after some jump time and face painting, we were off to the milk and cookies! And then crafts where they made these darling reindeer antlers.
 Speaking of reindeer, that night after bed and after about ten minutes alone with his thoughts, Tyndale called Daddy back upstairs for a very important question. "Where were Santa's reindeer? And why did the fake one next to Santa fall down?" (I did not see the fake one fall down, but if he thought it was real, that WOULD have been pretty traumatic!) Daddy explained that his real reindeer were out back in stalls, and that they are actually pretty shy, so they didn't want to be around a crowd. Whew! Daddy to the rescue...all was well again. Love this age!