Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christmas Morning In Pictures























Christmas Eve Came...



 On Christmas Eve, we made a gingerbread house. We've never made one before, but we really liked the experience. A witch does not live in our gingerbread house. A green Christmas fairy lives in our gingerbread house! - Imogene

 On Christmas Eve, we always bake cookies. Mommy left the cookie baking up to me this year. (Except for the dangerous parts of putting cookies in and out of the oven.) I made a dozen cookies all by myself! Yes, they were break and bake, but I had no help! And they were delicious.- Imogene


 On Christmas Eve, we each get to open one gift. It makes us super excited right before bed! We were thrilled to get to each open a gift. Emery liked opening his gift because he could do it by himself, with no one helping him. He's getting big. - Aidan



We all got a gift in our Christmas Eve gift! I love books. Aidan and Imogene didn't seem surprised. I guess books are usual gifts in this house. I loved mine. After we read the prophesy from Isaiah, Mommy read each of us our new book. I love mine! It is about a pig and an elephant and a snake! - Emery

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Parent's Day At Ballet



Last week, my ballet studio had Parent's Day. It was so much fun! All our parents got to come into the studio with us and see how we were learning! I love ballet and I was so happy Mom and Dad got to come see me dance! My favorite part of my class is hopping on one foot. It is so much fun! - Imogene

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Conversations With Imogene At McDonald's

Imogene and a new girl friend were playing in the play area at McDonald's. They come out with a look of determination on their faces. I stopped them, hoping to find out what they were up to.
Me: Imogene, where are you going?
Imogene: We are going to get that boy!
Me: Why are you trying to get that boy?
Imogene: Because he is mean.
Me: How is he mean?
Imogene: Well, he just doesn't like me.
Me: He doesn't have to like you, Imogene.
Imogene: Well, he likes HER! (points at her new friend, then puts her hands on her hips.) And Mom, I am VERY pretty!
Me: ... (laughing, crying, speechless)