We had Christmas with the kids last Sunday after church. When everyone got there there was a sign on the front door - no entry go through garage. This did not set well with Kaiden. He kept asking me why no entry - why do we have to go through the garage?
When we got into the house there were strings everywhere including across the front door. Christmas stockings were hidden at the end of each string.
Everyone had to follow their string, winding it up as they went until they found their stocking.
The best pictures of this process are on Tito's camera as I was helping Kaiden with his string. But for some reason I cannot download the pics. The strings went under furniture, under pillows, around and around door knobs, down the stairs and even outside. Kaiden was thrilled that his went under a rug, down the stairs and around his motorcycle before he found his in the bathtub.
After opening the stockings (which look a lot like bags this year),which Kaiden was more than happy to help with, we had brunch and then opened presents.
Kaiden played Santa and passed out the gifts (the pics are on Tito's camera). He was also more than glad to help opening the packages. When he gave me my present from his family he told me "I can't tell you what is in it until after you open it." As they were leaving he told me again, "I don't like no entry go through garage". I told him the string was in the way and we couldn't get in. He said he could, which he was probably right. While everyone else was stooping and crawling and stepping over and under strings, he just whizzed right through.
I am grateful that there are still people who say Merry Christmas without fear of offending someone. It is the celebration of the birth of our Savior and we should remember that every chance we can.
This banner is hanging at church for advent. When Kaiden saw it he asked me why the tree was in the bathtub. Good question.
Tito has one of those soft squeeze hand exercise balls that is shaped like a brain. It has been misplaced for a few days. Yesterday Kaiden found it under the bed and informed me he found Tito's brain. I wish it was that easy to find mine some days.
Last Sunday our lesson at church was about John the Baptist. During the children's sermon, our pastor told the kids about him eating locusts and wanted to know if they had eaten anything strange. Kaiden told me you would have to put chili on them. To truly appreciate that comment you would have to know Tito puts chili on everything.
The girls wanted to try chestnuts when we were in Georgetown. They are trying to decide if they liked them or not. The verdict was they tasted like dirty sweet potatoes. Nathan, Tito and I had already decided years ago we thought they tasted like dirty socks smelled. Lucky Dave didn't have to try them - he's allergic to nuts. Kaiden asked for water as soon as he tasted them. We like the song though!