Saturday, January 11, 2014

Daycare Christmas Party

The week before Christmas, we attended a party at Ava's school. While I was very excited to see her during the middle of a work day, I was even more excited about her class performance.

Since some kids at the school only go part-time, they hosted the party/performance both Thursday and Friday, and I had heard wonderful things about Ava's singing and dancing on Thursday. But, of course,  once she saw Josh and I walk in the room on Friday, there would be no singing and dancing from our little one. Rather, she refused to get off my lap during the performance. But what can you do?!

She did have fun putting together her choo-choo train ornament though.

And was very proud to show the finished product to Ms. Paula.

Santa even joined the party! Just like last year, I was really hoping for a screaming-toddler Santa picture. But alas, Ava loves jolly ole St. Nick. Even when he doesn't quite look like the real thing...

In fact, Ava was one of the only students who was willing to sit on his lap. 

Despite the fact that I didn't get to see Ava sing "Feliz Navidad," it was a wonderful party. And we got to check a Santa visit off our holiday list. 

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My name is Catherine, but most of my friends call me Cat. I was born and raised in Austin, went to TCU, and ended up in Dallas for law school (where Josh and I met). I decided that being an attorney was not my cup of tea and pursued a career in legal marketing. I am now a mother of two attempting to balance family with a full-time job, which is always an adventure. I love: my sweet babies, handsome husband, very large family, and fabulous friends; trying new restaurants; wine; TCU football; holidays; cooking; The Bar Method; pajamas; Topo Chico; reading; coffee; Central Market; carbs; the beach; mani/pedis; Anthropologie; binge-worthy TV shows and podcasts; trivia; French 75s; Pinterest; cheese boards; The Ticket; dancing; Sprinkles cupcakes; The Texas Rangers; fresh flowers; thunderstorms; naps; Tex-Mex; the Texas Hill Country; porch-sitting; ranch dressing; throwing parties; and my job. I hate: working-mom guilt; snakes; heights; waking up early; ignorant people; stomach bugs; paper cuts; green fruit; snoring; bad hair days; the sound of people eating (Misophonia); scary movies; bad drivers; pulpy OJ; trimming baby fingernails; and Miracle Whip. That pretty much sums it up.


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