5th Christmas... just keeps getting better

Wishing you and yours the merriest of Christmases.

love,

the Rowdy Girl Family

I wanna wish you a merry Christmas

best tunnel ever

Last night the girls put on their pajamas and joined us for a 45 minute drive to a park. A park full of lights, lights and more lights. For $5, our car got a two hour tour of the most amazing light display the girls have ever seen. The whole show wrapped up with a drive through the best tunnel ever.

the reindeer pokey

This was the best footage we took that included both Em and Roo. Roo has her back to the audience and Em is being dramatic in her teacher's lap.

sing-a-long

The girls' preschool hosts a sing-a-long in lieu of a formal Christmas program or pageant. The audience participates in the first portion and then the grade levels get up to perform a few special songs on their own.

Em and Roo were none too excited about the getting-up-in-front-of-people part. Their teacher and I have been working on them for weeks, trying to make it sound appealing.

So, the day finally arrived. And Em appeared to be revved and ready. Roo was anxious, but not out of commission.

The four year old classes performed last. These are the girls in the Tiger class. Yes, Roo is facing the wrong direction. Em bailed right after the picture was taken and sat in her teacher's lap, all sobby and dramatic, until the singing was over. Roo did her part, but wouldn't look at the audience. She performed the entire show with her back to the audience. Clever coping mechanism!

J and I were pretty pleased. One out of two ain't bad!

Afterwards, all the kids found their parents and had cookies and punch.

And were forced into posing for photos.

They made a "M" for Merry Christmas.

conversating

Em told me this morning that the kitchen was smelly.

"What does it smell like?" I asked her.

"Daddy."

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Em took one of her doll babies in the car today on our errands. While she was fussing with its clothing (her own preemie clothes), I mentioned that she was about the same size as the doll at birth.

"Roo, you were even smaller." I said.

I told them their birth weights, 3lbs 5oz for Em and 2lbs 8oz for Roo.

Roo puzzled over it for a moment and said, "Two hundred and eight dollars?"

"Oh no" I said, "You cost a lot more than that."

Roo thought another moment, then said, "Oh. Two hundred and eight million dollars."

Yeah, that's a little closer.

Paint me

Roo asked to have her nails painted this morning.

This was a first. I've been offering for, oh, a year or so, I think.

Em loves to have her nails painted, but Roo has always refused.

But this morning, she spotted the polish on the vanity and said "paint me".

She let me take care of her right hand but insisted on doing the left hand herself.