Caroline had a little Christmas program at her preschool. oh. my. cuteness!!!
Hers was the voice you could hear over all others. She was not shouting or anything. She was just spot on in pitch, volume, and lyrics. You could her her voice clear as crystal over the other kids mumbling (or just plain not singing at all). Singing is her thing. Definitely!
Just a cute pic of Caroline in her "candy cane" outfit.
I've discussed my kids love of stuffed animals. LOVE. Here they are watching a movie with just a few of their friends.
Another room, another pile of animals.
I spotted these pink sponge curlers wandering through the grocery store and nostalgia got the better of me. The kids refused to sleep in them (don't blame em!). They still enjoyed curls for a few short minutes after I took them out but curls didn't stay through the night.
Our little town does a very good job with their Christmas celebrations. We have lightings, parades, Santa's workshops, Santa himself, caroling with warm fire pits to sing around and sip hot cocoa. This year was absolutely freezing as usual but I was grateful there really wasn't any snow.
This tree's lights flickered and danced to Charlie Brown music:
The ice skating rink had performers for part of the event and open skating for the other part. The girls needed their dad to get a good view of the skating:
Making a baggie of glitter oats to spread on our lawn Christmas eve:
This little night out was such a great time but we missed a lot of the good stuff like Santa parachuting in, a certain singing group that was performing that night, etc. It's going to take a few years to nail down the agenda in order to maximize the fun while minimizing the cold, crowds, and emotional meltdowns (mine as well as the kids).
A trip to WalMart. She used to be so scared of this guy. Now she wants to take a ride next to him.
Dinner out with Patrick. Best. Food. Ever.
We got a new car wash in town and the girls LOVE it! They call it the scary car wash. It reminds me a lot of the car washes we used to go through as kids. Big, loud, colorful. In short, sensory overload.
Our neighbors invited us to join them for the Boulder Ballet's Nutcracker. I'd been waiting for my girls to be old enough so I could start this tradition. Caroline stayed home with Dad and I took Maggie on a date. It was fabulous but it was still an awfully long time for Maggie to sit quietly and stay focused. She was a trooper.
Sometimes I get requests to take pictures of my girls doing random things. This was one of those times.
A Sunday afternoon at the park. One of the perks of living in Colorado is regular nice-weather days all winter long.