Merry Christmas, 2012!

THEY LOOKED SO STINKING CUTE!

The choir robes finally came in, and I can promise you the parents were 9835% more excited about the robes–and the kids thought they were pretty cool, so that’s saying something. Each parent took at least 400 pictures of their child wearing what is essentially a polyester blend Snuggie.

When I fist saw them, I thought my heart was going to explode out of my chest. I was so proud.

Forty five minutes later, when the priest had to give Mikey the stink-eye because he was talking to the boy behind him instead of standing quietly, I thought my eyes were going to shoot white-hot pokers. I was so mortified.

Life is a balance.

Merry everything, everybody! I hope your holidays are filled with peace, joy, and no fights. (That’s straight from Mikey’s final appeal to Santa.)

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8 Responses to “Merry Christmas, 2012!”
  1. I feel your mortification pain. But my son’s antics as ring bearer the other day called for more than stink eye and white lasers. And he looked so cute in his little suit and tie. Merry Christmas!

  2. Monica says:

    Balance indeed. Merry Christmas Jules!!!

  3. Susan G says:

    Beautiful boys in their robes! Hope you had a wonderful day.

  4. Gabbie says:

    Adorable

  5. Susan says:

    Balance -isn’t that the truth? Deep breaths, prayers, and unconditional love, mama :0)

  6. Cara says:

    They are so cute! They look so different (from each other that is)!!!! LOL about the priest giving Mikey the “stink-eye”…that will be a wonderful story in 20 years to tell all the grand-kids, etc! ;)

  7. Carrie says:

    Your boys are adorable!

    Looks like everyone had a wonderful Christmas! =)

    I hope you enjoy your New Year! Be blessed and safe ♥

  8. Amy says:

    So cute I cannot even handle!

    Now, onto 2013–may it hold all sorts of goodness . . .

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Hi! I’m Jules.

I used to be an attorney, but it made me grumpy. Now I write about life, sweet and savory, as a wife and mother to two small boys. My knowledge of dinosaurs knows no bounds.

You can read more, including the meaning behind the name Pancakes and French Fries here. And, yes, I really am phenomenally indecisive.