I was cleaning up my office when Pippi came in and said, “Mama…come with me.”
And then she grabbed my hand, and took me out to the family room.
When she stopped on the carpet, she looked up at me and said, “let’s dance!”
And then Pippi, Dash and I cranked up the music, and spent the next 20 minutes in a Chirstmas song dance party!
Because anything goes to the back burner, when I have a little two year old who wants to dance.
These two are so stinking cute together.
This morning, I was dancing for them while they ate their cereal. So afterwards, they came down and put on a show for me.
Introducing the world’s littlest ballroom dancers:
Let me tell you….they had moves!
And their 30 minute show didn’t disappoint!
Micah may have teared up a few times during this “long-awaited movie”.
When I said, “Micah….you didn’t even tear up at our wedding, and you cried like a baby at this movie???!!!”
He said, “Babe, I didn’t wait 17 years to marry you”.
What a gem I’ve got.
I never know which performance I like the best at ABC Preschool.
They are all kind of amazing.
But this year’s Christmas performance, with the nativity was off the charts.
Dash was the littlest angel who held the star, and he nailed it.
He held his arms outstretched the whole time, and never broke character.
And when it was his turn to pass along the Baby Jesus, he was as careful as an angel should be.
And in true copy-cat form, Pippi found the Baby Jesus afterwards, and carried Him as carefully as she saw Dash.
Bravo my little actor.
Although, it probably wasn’t really acting, when you are just trying to play an angel!
These two have the best time in the mornings. Dash begs to wake her up every morning. And the second she wakes up, they play and play. I condone every moment of this….until they get into the Chapstick.
Because this is 2% of what was to come, had I not stopped them!
Dash was pretty upset about something, so he tantrumed it up on the stairs. I told him I would bring his DayDay to him, and he could sleep there, since he wouldn’t move from his spot. So I took him his blanket, and moved on to putting the other kids to bed. After I was finished, I peeked over to see him sleeping on the stairs.
I couldn’t believe that he actually fell asleep.
It explained why he was so stubborn — he was exhausted.
I tiptoed over to my camera to snap a picture.
And that is when he couldn’t contain his smile.
That weasel had been awake the whole time, but was nailing his “sleeping” performance!
Pippi has the unprecedented title of the rudest/politest child in the world.
Somehow she has taken a liking to burps.
They are cute and petite, and a lot of the time they are fake — but nonetheless, my 2 year old girl burps.
(To her credit, I think that the three siblings cracking up every time she does it, encourages the rude behavior.)
But in honor of making her rude a polite, she never misses an “excuse me”.
And somehow, her teeny voice excusing herself makes me excuse her rudeness too.
It is all a little ridiculous, but she makes us all laugh with her antics.
As I was walking in the house after helping my mom get some paper airplanes, and taking out the trashcans…I was stopped in my tracks.
Right out from our front door, Navy had taken the liberty to make a beautiful grave for her dead bird she found at school.
I was so surprised to see it, I started laughing.
But upon a closer look, I started laughing so hard, I made my mom come out of the house to see it!
It reads, “A Dead Sara”.
And it was decorated with all of the Christmas tree stumps she collected at the tree farm.
You would think she would have put this grave off to the side, or in the back yard — not three steps from the front door.
And you would think that she would have picked a different name than “Sara”, her best friend from school.
I should have known that she was up to something when she asked me how to spell “dead” the day before.
I looked out the window to see Nonnie across the street in her robe. When I called out to see what the heck she was doing, she said, “Cleaning up paper airplanes that YOUR kids made!”
Nonnie, you are the best!
Paper engineers Scout, Navy, and Dash think so also.
My Christmas cards are addressed, sealed and stamped.
Even if I did have to complete them while I was getting my hair highlighted.
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