First of all, I love my Christmas outfits If nothing else, they are the icebreakers that help me make new friends. Secondly, I rock the Wicked Elf look.
Wesley and Kyla did children’s choir this year, playing Joy to the World on handbells and singing (and signing) two carols.
(Wesley is “dressed up” in a purple shirt that he hasn’t slept in recently and his newest gray sweats that come down to his socks, so he’s looking extra spiffy in the center there. Kyla is wearing one of my 3 LBD—little black dresses, translated for dads—and is one of the tallest kids in the back row.)
This is what church is like for me, especially when there is no Sunday School. Piper on my lap, Wesley snuggled up to my side, and Kyla snuggled up to Wesley, and as close to me as she can get. It’s like they don’t catch me sitting in one place long very often!
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