Winter Show

Today was Sierra's first grade winter show at school. It happened to be in the afternoon, and on the same day of the week that Ryan goes to preschool. He goes two afternoons a week.
Upon hearing it was in the afternoon, he became distraught at the thought of missing it. Many tears were shed before deciding he would just be pulled out of his class for the 45 minute show.
The morning wore away, and soon it was time to pack up the two youngest to take Ryan off to class. Eva was happily bundled up to her teeth, and Ryan donned his coat and gloves.

Life Lesson #12: Gloves can not be put on a preschooler in a rush.

We headed out to door and made the ten minute trek to school. By the time we got there, Eva was conked out in the back seat. The thought of just leaving her in the car flashed through my brain but I am happy to say it flashed out again faster than it had flashed in. Toting a sleeping 19 month old through the halls of school, while trying to hang on to an excited four year old is not an easy feat to accomplish.
By the time we had that done, I realized there were a couple things I'd left at the house that I really should have before returning to the school for the one thirty show. I raced back to the house, left the sleeping baby in her car-seat in the garage while I ran upstairs to grab an extra bottle and the diaper bag, then it was back to the school to get a good seat in the gymnasium before the show. Mama arrived in time, and went down to Ryan's class to fetch him. He, however, had decided it was not in his best interest to leave class just then, seeing as snack time had been about to commence, and so his mood was less than happy.
Very soon, Sierra's class filed in, along with sixty-leven hundred other kids, and Ryan's mood brightened. Plus, several of the songs sung were familiar to him. Eva was, by now, awake, and she happily clapped in time to the music.
The show was soon over, Ryan was deposited back in his class in time for snack, and Sierra and I tried to figure out what to do.
She had been let out early; as soon as her show was over. It was only forty-five minutes until Ryan was out of class, and we didn't want to go back home. So we hung out in the hallway and read books and tried to keep Eva from hiding in the stairwell and climbing the stairs.

Life Lesson #48: Toddlers like to climb.

The afternoon and evening wore on. I worked late today, since Mama and Dad were going out to a Christmas party. This, of course, called for pizza, a movie, and popcorn. Ryan refused to fall asleep without Mama present, but Eva and Sierra had no such compunctions and fell asleep on either side of me. Happiness is feeling the warmth of two small bodies snuggled against you. <3