Nothing quite says Christmas like bundling up for an afternoon of ice skating, don't you think?
Even in southern California, the weather is cold, and they're able to maintain a lovely outdoor ice rink.
We had fun plans for Saturday: a bookstore stop, ice skating, then hot chocolate to warm us from the inside out. Plans things changed slightly when I came down with a horrendous case of food poisoning while at the rink, but Husband really saved the day.
God bless him.
He took my place, the girls never noticed, and they continued on with giggles and big smiles.
Eldest was a little hesitant when she first stepped onto the rink, but after a few minutes of hugging the wall, she ventured out onto the ice on her own. One of her friends had more practice on the ice and encouraged her to keep going~which she did!
I was proud of her. Their other friend wasn't quite as ready, so they all stuck together, making sure no one was left out.
What a wonderful gaggle of girls Eldest has as friends! They are so sweet and thoughtful~not to mention swept up with the Christmas spirit.
Though I was stuck in bed, I heard them as they all came caroling at our home last night. The scallywag was so excited when they sang his holiday favorite, "Jingle Bells". And if that wasn't enough, a parade celebrating Christmas rolled down our street for everyone to see.
Normal Rockwell couldn't have painted a more beautiful picture of a small-town Christmas...and to think it was all happening in our front yard!
It's a year of celebrating so many blessings. Even though I'm still not completely recovered, my heart feels light and happy. That my family is experiencing such a wonderful holiday in our new home means so much.
I couldn't ask for much more this Christmas.
A very Merry Monday to you all!