...from our Christmas Candlelight Service last night:
* Shaun being sent to "makeup". This was quite funny. All the makeup he needed, as a shepherd, was some powder, lip balm, and a little bronzer. Apparently that was too much for his comfort zone. He looked up at the makeup artist through squinted eyes and, while she was applying his powder, whispered fiercely "You'd better not make me look like a girl".
* Chris' parents joined us for the service. Enough said. Huge answered prayer.
* My parents also joined us for the service. I hardly ever get to be in church with them, so I treasure every time.
* Jordan was in service with us, too, since there was no child care offered. I was a little nervous about this, but he was fine. A little wiggly, but that's it.
* Seeing Shaun up on the "big stage" looking calm and collected, doing what he was supposed to do, not nervous at all. Never mind that five thousand people were watching him. I'm so proud of him!
* Holding Jordan during the lighting ceremony and watching him hold his candle perfectly still with one hand and raise his other hand in praise, without being prompted.
* Almost having my hair burned when Jordan decided he'd been still long enough.
* Almost burning a hole in Jordan's sweater when he decided he wanted to "switch hips". This is harder than it sounds for one to accomplish when holding a burning candle.
* Listening to Shaun give his grandpa a little grief for drinking a beer when we went out to dinner afterwards. Not only the fact that he did this, but the WAY in which he did it...very loving, but matter of fact. I should take some lessons!
It was a great night. A wonderful way to celebrate our Savior's birth. Merry Christmas!
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