The kids love our family blog books. We have had some already start to fall apart, which makes me sad. Alright, doesn't make me sad — we are big on personal responsibility around here — but it definitely contributes to my choice of sadness.
I have been wondering lately about blogging. Not sure, exactly how I want to continue. It has been so long since any blogging and even longer since I have gotten any pictures printed off and still longer since I have added to any photo albums. What I have been doing, though, is keeping up my daily journaling. I have missed very few days in over two years. Something for which I am very grateful. There are, however, different forms of family history in which I would like to participate. We will see how it goes.
Early December, though, benny did tell me something he thought would be good to have in a blog book if we made one from 2014: his 3rd grade Christmas program. I whole-heartedly agreed.
So here it is.
We were told to get an elf costume together. I first thought I could make a hat pretty easily. Then I thought a vest wouldn't be so difficult, either. I have a TON of felt, so an elf costume seemed well within reach. Even with a baby not a month old. The weekend before we had Bubbe and Papa with us and I thought My mom could help me whip this up!
The hat came together really quickly. No problem there. I even embroidered "Tommy" onto the bottom (Benny was given a speaking part and had a name – why not use it, I thought!) with my new-found ability on my machine. It turned out great, I thought.
Then I got tired. That Saturday evening (Benny needed the costume Monday, program was Thursday) Mom and I went to Target for some things and I decided to suck it up and just buy a costume. It would be totally worth it! Amazingly enough, Target was carrying elf pajamas this Christmas! They were absolutely perfect. And it turned out several of the other elves on stage had the same costume. I am so grateful it came together so easily.
On stage. I found out a few days before that Benny only had one line. And nobody knew his name was Tommy. Benny rocked his one line and I have always liked the name Tommy (I could just never bring Spencer to come around to using it for one of our boys), so I would say it was a win-win.
The one picture of a spectator I got. I thought I was going to have to feed Chris at the school, but this great little guy slept the whole time!
After the performance.
Our Christmas elf.
