Saturday, January 14, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
December 15 - Christmas PLay
Journaling in pocket behind set of 4 stickers reads: "Heath’s preschool had their Christmas play, and re-enacted part of the Nutcracker, just like last year. This year his class was the sugar plum fairies. Thankfully for Craig, the boys wore crowns and carried large candy canes, and not tutus. Heath practiced his dance at home the day before, and looked as professional as a preschooler can during the play. He seemed really into turning in circles, and took it very seriously, meaning he did was he was suppose to do, and did it well. We are so proud of our little boy!
This year, Drew was very entertained by the event. He enjoyed Oooo-ing at everything he saw. It was a chilly afternoon, and since the play was outside, we had to bundle up. The day before the play, Drew received a scratch on his face while at Lori’s, which was another addition to our Parents of the Year award application.
We were very happy we skipped out on work early to enjoy the play and spending time with the boys.
Monday, January 02, 2006
December 11 - Mud
Journaling read: "While I was at the PB Holiday Parade, the boys and Grandma and Papa M_____ made Jell-O Dirt Cups. Heath remembered them the next morning and we enjoyed one during breakfast, and then again after dinner. I don’t think much of the pudding made it into Drew’s tummy, but the pictures are classic."
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Christmas Parade
Journaling reads: "After dropping Heath off at school on December 9th, I received a phone call from Craig asking if I wanted to drive the Mayor of San Diego in the Pacific Beach Holiday Parade. I did, and hastily asked my parents if they would watch the boys. Before I got to work, the plans were finalized for the next day’s events.
I met John and Don by the PB Middle School, and was introduced to Mayor Jerry Sanders. I nervously said that I was nervous about driving, and everyone laughed. The Mayor was very nice, and recounted a story of when his daughter drove him in a parade, and the car was a manual transmission. Thankfully, John’s car was an automatic. I think I made his security team nervous with my comments, because they stressed that I should drive slow and steady. I never had to step on the gas because we went so slow, just had to mind the break.
Lots of hecklers and nice people combined lined the streets. The most memorable moment was when a man, who was already three sheets to the wind at 12:00 pm, said he voted for Donna Frye. He had some sort of ratty cardboard sign I couldn’t read. The Mayor said, “Donna and I are now friends.” After we were well past the man, the Mayor said something like, “Does that guy actually think that I think he voted?” I replied, “Yeah, if the polling place was in a bar.” He laughed.
Afterwards, he thanked me, posed for a couple more pictures, and was on his way. It was a memorable day that I won’t soon forget."
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