Another 1-2-3 Learn Preschool Christmas program has come and gone. I have now attended 6 of them in my career as a mother, but this time was a little different. In previous years, we have all congregated in the backyard of the preschool (
ie: Ms. Carol's house) in the evening to witness this preschool holiday spectacular. Last year, the weather was awful, so it was changed to the afternoon, inside the house. It was mostly moms with babies in their arms watching and photographing.
This year, it was brought inside again, but someone must have mentioned that there was food involved because it was JAM PACKED!!! Thank heaven I arrived early (for the first time in my 6 year run). I am also grateful that my bum isn't ginormous, cause it definitely wouldn't have fit in the little red preschool chair I sat on. There were moms, dads, grandparents, siblings, infant carriers and friends everywhere... behind the couch, along the wall, in the preschool chairs, in regular chairs, on stools, standing in the hallways, poking their heads out from the kitchen, sitting on the floor, sitting on laps... it was amazing how many people witnessed this little Christmas program from that little living room. It was a little nuts. How grateful I am to Natalie Sermon for watching Spencer for me. He would have been nothing short of a nightmare in that little space :).
Pushing all claustrophobia aside, the program was really cute and Claire did a great job. She had 2 parts: they spelled out "Christmas" and Claire was the letter 'I'. She said "I is for icicles, drip dripping down"... very well, mind you. She was also an angel and said "Baby Jesus is the son of God". The songs were sweet, the kids all were so cute and did a great job.
At the conclusion of the program we all sat waiting patiently for Santa Claus. He comes every year, but I guess he forgot to check his GPS cause he was pretty late. All of the kids were squirmy as were the sardine packed adults. The man in red finally arrived and all of the kids were SO excited to see him... except for Claire. She gets terrified every year, gets a pep talk from me and Ms. Melissa every year, and then sits on his lap... every year.
She rattled off her Christmas wish list of a Barbie Dream House, headphones, and a pink Nintendo DS. Santa gave her a gift (a cute 2011 calendar), we had some food, took photos with some of our favorite friends and headed home.
It was a darling program and Claire did a fabulous job. I am curious to see what next year's preschool Christmas program has in store. Should be fun... Spencer will be involved :).
You may have noticed that I am getting back on my blogging track. I still have a lot of make-up work, but this is what's been done recently:
Dallin informed me the other day that he wants to grow his hair out... like Justin Biebers. For the past week or so, we've been smoothing the traditional Dallin spike down in preparation for a full blown Bieber side-swipe. Not there yet. 
Here in the Waldron household, we are all sick... with Fredette fever. It has been with us for a long time and we have come to the conclusion that there is no cure. Maybe his retirement. The kid is unbelievable, plays the sport that is talked about 24/7 in our home (yes, Dallin even dreams about it), attends the school we hold close to our hearts, and is a hero in the eyes of BYU fans everywhere. Yes we really like him. Don't believe me? Check out what's hanging on Dallin's wall ;):
Last Thurdsay night as I was tucking Dallin into bed, I asked him if he was excited about the following school day. He was receiving a BUG award (bringing up a grade) at Friday morning lineup in front of the whole school and was also going on a field trip to Mr. Pennypickles museum. He said he was excited for the field trip, but was nervous about receiving the award.
Okay, so it is common knowledge amongst our group of family/friends that Dallin is obsessed with everything basketball. The kid is in love. He especially loves BYU basketball and it has been extra fun this year since they are AMAZING! 
This year, we spent a wonderful Christmas in Tuscon with Grandma Waldron, the Vandettas, Casey, and the Fergies. It was incredibly special to all be together for this holiday since Dad had just recently passed away. 
My mom and I have had many conversations about how as kids, we would watch the same movie over and over and over again... no variation in the day, week, or month. I specifically remember one time being obsessed with "Swiss Family Robinson". That being said, my mom never sat down and watched those movies (she's a mom after all), but would hear them playing... again, and again and again. So basically, she would have a whole movie memorized without actually seeing it. I can now totally relate.
