We also got to enjoy a night with our ward family last week. We got to go have dinner, and then enjoy a sweet program, put on by both children and adults. The music was beautiful and the children could not have been cuter, and the spirit was felt strongly. Thank you to everyone that helped put this on! Jackson LOVED being a shepherd with his good buddy, Luke, and Max was very excited to see his brother up on stage. (I didn't get pictures of this, I better do some blog hopping to see if I can steal a picture from one of them!)
Last Monday night for family home evening, we went down to Town Square again with some friends to go and let the kids have a personal visit with Santa. Although we don't play much into what Santa is going to bring them, I love to see their faces light up when they talk about him being magical and how they react when he talks to them. The Santa at Town Square did not disappoint. He had heard me gently coaxing Max to go and talk to him, since I was not sure it was goig to happen. We had seen Santa a few other times, and he wanted NOTHING to do with talking to him, and cried hysterically. But this time, he bravely went up to him, even sat on his lap, and talked to him for a few seconds. This Santa knew just what to say, and even called him by his name. Later that night, Max commented on how nice Santa was, and that he wasn't even scary, and that he knew his name. The house that they have built down there for Santa is too cute, and the kids all had a good time together.
The latest and maybe our greatest Christmas memory we got to make also happened this week. We were invited to go with a bunch of friends Tuesday night to go and Christmas carol/rock out on the Anderson Dairy hay ride on the strip. I wish I had my camera there that night, but we had forgotten it. Let me paint a picture. Lots of hay to sit on, hundreds of Christmas lights around the whole truck bed/guard gate, a huge sound system that boomed for miles, over 100 people squished together, laughing and having a great time. Everyone around me was cracking jokes about the unique "Las Vegas" version of Christmas caroling. (not quite the same as back in good ol' Heber. Half the night, we were rocking out to other "Ya'll ready for this..." followed by the bed jumping up and down from everyone dancing.) It was crazy. Anyway, we left Anderson Dairy, headed for Las Vegas Blvd. and were approaching Fremont Street, where we were all so excited to actually get to see people - and pass on our Christmas spirit...when outta nowhere...it happened. Yes. The unthinkable. The driver rounded the corner, (which to his credit was a very sharp and narrow corner, thanks to construction) and hit/scraped alongside an illegally parked taxicab. Thank goodness he wasn't in his car, but we all knew what happened as soon as it did. And what does 100 people do after something like this happens you ask? Nothing. We had to sit and wait for the police to come to file a report, paperwork shmaperwork...blah blah blah. Kids had to pee, babies were restless, kids and mommies are cold, dads are annoyed that they were roped into such nonsense. But you know what? Nothing could dampen the night for too long. The caroling and dancing still went on - all down the strip and back, and the kids still had the time of their lives. It just took us a bit longer to get back to Anderson Dairy to eat the doughnuts and drink the hot chocolate that was waiting there for us.
(Thank you Kendra for the few pictures you did take for us!) It was a night not to be forgotten, that's for sure.
2 comments:
Looks like LOADS of fun! I feel SUPER boring now reading about all your festivities! I miss being in Vegas! I am stuck here in SNOWVILLE freezing my "you know what" off!!!
hahaha, you're funny!!! YOUR WERE COLD! You're in Vegas sis it's like neagative 200 here! :) Sounds like fun though, like when my school bus swerved off the road 2 years ago and they wouldn't let us off while the police inpected! IT SUCKED.
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