Sunday was a busy day at our house. We hosted open house for our church and then the boys had a play that night. The play was too cute. Here they are in their matching shirts. I tried to get a picture and this is what happened. Mercy.
After open house (and the above photo session), we headed to see the boys in a play at church. It was so cute and a Christmas memory I will not soon forget. The lady on the left, Debbie, puts these all together. She is amazing.
Because of our crazy weekend, Monday morning came quickly. The boys were almost late to school and as I was herding them out the door, Jack said, "Andrew. Don't you need Christmas clothes for the program?" Yep, he did. So, adding to an already crazy morning I headed up to school to change his clothes in a 2 foot by 2 foot space. He looked so cute and program ready.
Around 4:00, he grabbed a quick shower and then calmly said from the top of the stairs, "uh Mom, do you know where my tuxedo pants are?" Ummm...no. At 4:15 we were headed for Kohls to search for black tuxedo pants. No luck there. Then we headed to JCP. No luck there. Please note that he had to be at the location for the concert by 5:45. After JCP we headed to Dillards and found some black pants. At this point it was 5:20. We breezed through McDonalds to fuel him up, because when you are singing a concert a quarter pounder with cheese and some fries will really help you power through. We got home just in time to change and then peeled in the parking lot at 5:44 pm. Crisis averted.
Thank goodness I adopted the motto that "sometimes when things don't go as planned they make the best memories." This will be a memory that we will remember for years to come.