I bet that Mary and Joseph didn't plan for the Savior to be born in a stable. So I know I'm not alone when Christmas doesn't quite go as planned.
We were running late leaving so I never got a picture of us all. Maybe I can get one on Sunday? There was no parking so we had to park in the street a block away. There were no seats for us so we sat on the floor behind the last pew. And I'm sorry to say there were no ushers helping seat people, so we were not the only families in the back with young children or infants and there were several very pregnant women as well to whom no one offered a seat.
Without a pew to keep her in Teresa took a walk during the procession. We couldn't see or hear much of anything and since we forgot our bag for church books in the car the kids were bored. Teresa danced in the remaining walkway in the back of the church until she fell over and then lay there with her legs in the air advertising the fact she isn't potty trained yet. Meanwhile Brigid took off her shoes and socks and rolled around on the floor. Felicity, not used to sitting on the floor in her nice dress, had trouble remembering to keep her dress down.
A kind Franciscan seemed very understanding as he wished us a Merry Christmas while we chased Brigid who refused to get her coat on and made our exit after communion.
I had to remind myself, Christmas is about a child. And I'm grateful I had a mass to go to even if it didn't go quite how I planned.
Afterwards we went to dinner at Fridays. It too, however, did not go as planned. They seated us beside the door so every time it opened the cold draft stirred Thomas. Although we are reward members, they only brought us one basket of chips and salsa for the whole table and even that basket had only a couple handfuls of chips in it. We had to ask for a second. Then when we tried to order a bottomless appetizer of potato skins, we were told the waiter would need to see if they could do it because of the size of our party. Never mind that our party only has 2 adults and one of the kids doesn't even eat solids. And even then it took quite a while to get the second serving of potato skins. Being stingy with customers does not beget more customers.
The entrees went fine but the waiter never asked about refills on the kids drinks, which we do not allow so they don't fill up on too much chocolate milk instead of their meal, and just brought more chocolate milks. (We always just get them ice water once they finish their milk.)
Then we drove through a local neighborhood known as Candy Cane Lane with many Christmas lights up. Some houses were beautiful, some fun, some funny, some simple, some complex but the girls enjoyed them all. Teresa was a bit disappointed there were only 3 inflatable dinosaurs. Alas.
Once we got home, we finished watching The Empire Strikes Back, which we began earlier that afternoon. The girls had never seen it before so of course we had to finish it before bed. Once the girls were in bed though, we went to work.
The kids kindly slept until 7 before getting us up. And happily Thomas kept sleeping getting more rest and leaving my arms free to take pictures and help Brigid.
|Elizabeth sees her bike. It was the single thing she wanted most for Christmas. And green, her favorite color.|
Felicity got a tripod for her telescope, oil pastels, a create-your-own-headband kit, a jewelry box, two Master Kitz sets - Money's Water Lilies and Van Gogh's Starry Night, a new backpack, 2 lego sets, 3 Calvin and Hobbes books and a few other books, etc.
So, after a delicious ham lunch with mashed potatoes, corn, applesauce, green bean casserole, crescent rolls, we spent the afternoon hanging out, putting away new clothes, putting together legos, setting up electronics and just taking it east.
I hope you had a Merry Christmas Day but, remember, the Christmas Season endures another 2 and a half weeks, so I also wish you a very Merry Christmas Season and hope you are able to enjoy it with health, hope and happiness.