Three Parties & More

Leila brought home a little bear for a school project and she had to take him with her everywhere she went and journal about our activities. Let's just say she had a serious wrist cramp after writing about our weekend. It went a bit like this...

Friday night was spent in our kitchen preparing for a party at our house on Saturday evening. Leila, Mia and J the Bear all wore aprons to help.

Saturday morning, we went to our local FCC chapter's annual Christmas party.

The pancakes were served by flipping them onto your plate. This was Leila's favorite part of the party. She could have done this all day. (And BTW, the unfortunate pancake casualties on the floor are thanks to Miss Mia. Leila was quite the catcher.)

Leila telling Santa her secret wishes.

Mia looking at me in disgust when I ask her again if she wants to go see Santa.

But when Santa leaves, jolly Miss Mia is back!

Then it was back home to finish preparing for our party Saturday night. I was making garlic bubble bread, which not only doubled in size when we went to the party, but I'm guessing it was more like quadrupled. It looked so funny, I should have taken a picture of my two overflowing pans of dripping, buttery bread dough. So overflowing, in fact, that it started to seriously smoke in the oven, filling my kitchen with smoke three hours before guests were to arrive. Ahhh, yes. Good times. Thanks to a lot of open windows, candles and O*ust, we were good to go at 6:00 p.m. Whew! And the party was a success.

We had church on Sunday morning, of course. (Thanks, Mom, for letting the girls wear their presents a little early. Leila begged to wear them.)

Yesterday was my birthday, so Nolan and the girls took me out for a birthday lunch and my mom came to meet us. Then, I had to leave my own birthday lunch early so I could go shopping for some gifts for an afternoon neighborhood Christmas party.

Mia is looking as happy as can be standing next to her future husband. I joke, but at 3, I truly believe she has a mad crush on this cute little guy.

Leila spilling more secrets to Santa #2 of the weekend.

Mia playing M&M Bingo on the floor.

Then, evening arrives, a little more birthday celebrating, some cake and ice cream and then I crash. Out like a light at 8:00 p.m. Is this what happens when you turn 38?

So, please tell me. How was your weekend? I think everyone's has to be just crazy busy this time of the year.