Noelle was in her own little world. I have no idea what she was pretending. But it included stepping on the solid lines and dancing.
Ruby's breakfast.
Chad performed Silent Night.
They went alphabetically for meeting Santa. By the time they got to us, my kids no longer cared. Having been a "W" all my life, I totally understand. Here's what I've learned from having to wait at the end of the alphabet---It makes you awesomer than everyone else. 
2 comments:
I love that no matter where you go in the church . . .the gym looks exactly the same.
I was a Warner. My favorite days in school were when the teacher would let us go to lunch backwards alphabetically. I felt like the king of the line. Until the next day and next several weeks. You're right. Last the best of all the game.
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