It’s Sunday night, and I have lots of old, half-written blogs I could finish, but instead I’m going to leave you with a few photos of this year’s holiday fair. As is typical, I didn’t take many photos, because I was so busy (egad!) having fun! Seems to be a trend lately….
(This is the “Jack and the Beanstalk” gingerbread scene made by the first-graders and their eight-grade ‘buddies.’ Jack is climbing down the beanstalk, and the giant’s foot is peeking through the cotton candy clouds.)
After each holiday fair, after the kids are asleep, we always reflect on the holiday fairs of years past, and marvel at our growing place in this community we have chosen for our children and our family. On this day filled with singing, music, celebration and goodwill, we feel so lucky to have landed here, surrounded by the closeness of friends that warm our hearts year after year.
Someday soon the girls will get sick of candle-dipping, and making jump ropes. They won’t care about the marionette show, and will spend more time running with their friends than hanging around with us.
But no matter how old we get, the third Saturday in November will always be a magical day…