At least we had some Christmas parties to look forward to. Friday night was the work party, and Zac sat on Santa's lap, with the above result. That's alright: "Santa's" son even cried his eyes out when he sat on his dad's suited-up lap. Ha!
Our ward party was Saturday. Funny story: Our bishop is very "stern." He was bound and determined that no children would be running around in the gym during our ward dinner and program. To prevent such racket, he personally set up chairs in the back in a huge circle, and surrounded the chairs with Christmas lights and other décor, intending to blockade the play area. It was delightfully tacky. With my running background, I saw it for what it really was—a TRACK! Within minutes of the party starting, the kids were RACING around the track. I asked bishop if he wanted me to time them. I don't know if he appreciated my humor.
I hope weather is better for Natalie and Steve in a little over a week!