None of my Christmas presents are wrapped.
But that's all right. Last night I attended Jessica's first piano recital. She just started playing piano! Two months ago, if that - amazing. She was all excited after school and wanted to get changed immediately. No, the recital wasn't until seven! So she waited until after supper to start her transformation, and she looked gorgeous:
At home, after getting dressed
At church, were the recital was held
showing her program
the happy performer
So much fun. She played two songs, remembered to give a deep bow after she was done, and did another piece for us to sing along.
That was her vision when she started. For her to play piano and people standing around her singing Christmas songs. So it is only one or two, but she is working toward it.
And Sunday I spent with two little boys. One of which wasn't remembering that Santa is watching, along with his elf on the shelf, who reports back to Santa. And when I told this little boy that I was going to tell his mother that he was being a bad boy, he turned to me and said 'I'll tell Mommy you are a bad Oma!'
Well. Call me speechless.
Cute, right? (I mean the baby)
View from a three-year-old
And I have to show you the giant Santa. I don't think he could get bigger, right?