Mom's Letters: The Ward Christmas Party

Monday, December 6, 2010

The Ward Christmas Party

Saturday morning was our ward Christmas party. It was a simple breakfast - fruit, donuts and hot cocoa - and a talent show. Tyler had signed our kids up to sing a song from last year's children's choir performance, When Joseph Went to Bethlehem. I love that they are not afraid to sing in public. I never mentioned that Ashley sang a SOLO a few weeks ago in church during the primary program. She was darling!
They did great again. To me they sound like angels when they sing, it always chokes me up a little bit. They are so sweet. Jake got in on the performing fun with a song by all the primary kids and I had to get him on video too. Santa came shortly thereafter and we were able to get a first family photo with Claire. We love Christmas!

2 comments:

kendall said...: precious video!!! what was ashley so concerned with at the end? cant believe how brave they both are.. so cute and i loved how they looked at teach other throughout the song!; December 7, 2010 at 9:00 PM
Jana said...: That was so precious, Anne! My favorite parts were Ash's hands on her hips and Luke fidgeting with his shirt at the end. SO CUTE; December 8, 2010 at 3:51 PM

Mom's Favorite Quotes

I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

"The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make....I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less."

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Monday, December 6, 2010

The Ward Christmas Party

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