It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

 This month has been a whirlwind of Christmas fun, work and the everyday normal chaos that is our life so far.  I'll try to some it up in less than 500 pages.

November 26 found James and I getting all dressed up in our best sparkly (well, I was sparkly, James was not) holiday wear and headed to Woodbridge for James' work Christmas party.  We left the boys with James' parents made a quick getaway.  The evening was fun, meal was good, but James was sick so we left "early".  By early, I mean 10:30, which was when dinner was finished.  We got home and the boys were asleep.  We heard later, that there were some troubles getting them to sleep.....oh well, such is life.

Of course, the one thing I wanted to get from this night was a decent picture of James and I all dressed up.  The only way this was going to happen was if I hog-tied James and took the picture myself.  God-forbid he take a picture with just him and his wife.  Not that I'm bitter or anything.

December came around and we found ourselves at the Mountsberg Christmas town.  This year, we went with a momstown group.  Were it not for this momstown group, we would have missed out on Christmas town all together.  It was sold out to the general public within 5 minutes, and believe me, we TRIED!!!  Christmas town is where Santa keeps his cottage, and we were able to visit Santa and Mrs. Claus in their cottage, decorate cookies in Mrs. Claus' kitchen and have a horse and carriage ride to and from the activities.

We had a great time there.  Really hope we can get tickets next year.  Really, really hope they change their reservation system and it's not such a nightmare to get tickets.  Thank you to momstown.ca for allowing us to go with them.

I should mention here that Drew did not want to go see Santa on this day.  He was almost in tears the night before, saying he did not want to go see him.  I wasn't sure why at first, up until that point he seemed in love with the man.  Then I remembered the phone call.  The Optimist club of Georgetown had arranged for Santa to call all of the kindergarten students in the area.  We were told 3 dates and times that he may try calling on, and we were to be near the phone at these times.  All 3 of the times were times when we were going to be at the Glen, so I made sure to remind Santa of this. 

Sure enough, Santa called Drew at my parents house, asked how he was, asked how Hunter was.  The look on Drew's face was one of pure wonder, and sheer terror.  I'm sure he was thinking, "how the f@#$% did he know I was here????"  The day before, I had pulled the Santa card.  "Drew, Santa is watching, you need to try and be a better listener".  In fact, about an hour before, I had reminded him of this fact.  And then Santa calls him???!?!?!?  The poor guy.  Anyways, I'm pretty sure this is why Drew didn't want to go visit him at Christmas town.

James left Christmas town for work, and I took the boys to Burlington to pick up our photos from Natural Attraction Photography (with a side-trip to Ikea, of course).

My fav family photo from the shoot

The next major event on our calendar was picking out our Christmas tree.  We went to a tree farm on Derry road in Milton.  It was the first time we had been to this farm and it was awesome.  We picked out our tree from the barn (they didn't have many trees left to cut down in the field) and they sent it down this conveyor belt.....a HUGE hit with Drew.

Santa and Mrs. Claus were, of course, there.

And the highlight was Drew being allowed to sit on top of the van while James tied the tree to it.

"Mommy, I'm sitting on top of Hunter!!"

Once we got the tree home, Drew and James cut the bottom off of it and we placed it in it's stand.  The boys were quite disappointed that I would not let them decorate it right away.  I told them we had to wait until the next day so that it could settle.  Sure enough, at 6am the next morning, Drew was up all ready with his decorations.  We blasted the x-mas tunes and decorated that tree at 6am...then finished off with a dance party, cause it ain't an event if my kids aren't dancing.

The Santa train was next on our list of Christmas things to do.  We met my parents, James' parents, Lisa, Norm and the girls at the Inglewood train station for a magical train ride with Christmas carols, cookies, hot chocolate and a visit from Santa.

Why does this bearded man keep showing up everywhere I go???

Drew's Christmas concert was later on that week.  It was all of 15 minutes long, they sang 3 songs, but I cried through the entire thing.  It was pretty special for me.  As you may or may not know, I went to school there, so watching my child preform in his first concert in the same gym as I did many years ago was pretty special.  What made it even more meaningful was that my kindergarten teacher was in the audience as well.  She has a grandchild in kindergarten at Pineview and was there to watch the performance.  Life is funny sometimes, eh?

Hunter was great through the entire show.  I was nervous about taking him, figured he would end up on stage or something like that.  He sat with me the entire time, and clapped after each song.  My mom came to watch, as did James' parents.  My dad and James were at work and missed the whole thing.

This post brings us up to December 8.  I will continue on with my re-cap tomorrow night as it's getting late....stay tuned!  :)