Magic

We decorated the Christmas tree last night.  It practically killed the girls to wait ALL the way until Monday.  It may have actually been legitimate child torture.  I'm looking into it.

Abe seemed mildy interested.  Mostly he wanted to put the tiny silver ball ornaments into his mouth.  I don't want to care for that injury...

However, this morning as soon as he woke up, we took him to the tree and he was mesmerized.  It was the best thing I have seen in a while.

This is Major

She did it!  After years of failed attempts. 

No prayers or scriptures in primary. No talks in primary. No to saying a prayer in front of extended family.  No to practicing her part for the program or saying it last year.  No practicing this year. 

But then... She said her part into the microphone during the actual Primary Program!  It took probably two full minutes standing at the microphone to build up the courage. 

She was so proud of herself.

I might have cried.

Abe Happenings

Is it not every little boy's rite of passage to be dressed up like a girl? 

This was Abe's first time.  The ladies thought it was HIL-arious.  It was pretty funny because A) He's wearing Build-a-Bear sandals and B) He thought it was just as funny as the ladies and was more than happy to get his picture taken.

Abe loves to climb onto chairs and such.  He is often sitting on the dining room chairs finishing off the girls drinks, or art projects like he owns the place. His favorite spot in the house is the toilet.  He climbs on it to get toothbrushes and toothpaste and to turn on the water in the sink.

  YESTERDAY, he climbed on the toilet, BUT the lid was up...AND there was pee in it.  There was Abe standing in his socks in a toilet bowl full of pee.  Dripping...wet...pee socks.

Abe is finally interested in books.  But it has to have animals in it and you have to zoom through the pages (no pausing, get on with it) and say peek-a-boo after you turn every page.  Or if you are Abe you say it peek-boo-boo.

How Haloween cost us $0.00

We got some good use out of our costumes this year!  Friend party, ward party, grandma Janet's party, and the main event.

Macy switched the day before our first party from Annie to a witch after she found my old costume at my mom's house.  This was a divine intervention/ tender mercy/ lucky break.  I was planning on spending the day using my  inept sewing skills on an Annie dress, which may have worked out well if she were going for more orphan and less orphan-turned-billionaire Daddy Warbuck's daughter.  

Vintage witch costume, worn by me at least 3 years in a row.

Polly decided to be a glittery black cat that Macy wore when she was 3.  Turns out a tank dress for the body was a wise choice I didn't know I was making.  Works for age 3, works for age 5!

Abe was destined to wear this most excellent goat costume, made by my sister, Holly 11 years ago.  Conversely she can sew well. (Did I just use that word right?) 

Abe thought the hat to be much too constricting.  Once I showed him to himself in the mirror, he agreed that it was an important part of the ensemble, and laughed.  Our efforts to get a "maaaa" out of him, were rewarded every time with a "hahaha".

Witch costume=$0

Cat costume=$0

Goat costume=$0

Not carving pumpkins because I'm a bad mother=$0

Halloween total=$0

(plus the $8 I spent on candy)

When did I get so wordy?