This is just a chance for me to share with you the things I care most about. This will include my family, the kiddos in the performing arts that I call mine, my faith, fabulous book I find, and more. I'll share with you what I'm doing to continue my goal of being a lifelong learner as well as keeping you up to date on my adventures as a wife, an empty nester, a mother of adult children, and a grandmother.
The beautiful young ladies in this video are my daughters. (Ignore the close-up moments of a teary-eyed me; my son was under strict orders from his sisters to zoom in on my face because they knew it was highly likely that I would cry!). The song comes from a movie called “The Chipmunk Adventure” that was a childhood favorite of my girls. The movie stars the Chipmunks – Alvin, Simon and Theodore – as well as their female counterparts, the Chipettes – Brittany, Jeanette, and Eleanor. My girls watched the movie CONSTANTLY and loved this song. And each of them can tell you EXACTLY which Chipette is “theirs”.They decided to surprise me by performing an original three-part arrangement of the song for Christmas this year. My youngest daughter arranged the piece – with some helpful tweaks from the oldest – and they rehearsed in secret when the two younger girls were home from college for Christmas break. I am blessed beyond words and humbled that they felt I was worthy of such a priceless gift!
I’ve been trying to come up with something profound to say in the aftermath of Christmas. Can’t come up with a single profound thing. I think it’s because my mind is too full thinking about the blessings in my life!!
There is a HUGE age difference between my kids and their cousins. I mean my youngest child is 16 and the closest cousin is 10. We’ve been spending the holiday with my baby sister and her family in San Antonio, Texas. Her oldest child is 8. Like I said- HUGE age difference. They have all done such a great job hanging out this week. Tonight, we did dinner on the Riverwalk and then simply wandered down the river a bit. There were five “kids” ranging from 21 down to 5 in our merry little band and there was not one complaint. When feet started to hurt we simply turned and headed to the vans.
No one in my extended family would claim to be perfect. But tonight I got one perfect experience. We laughed ALOT, enjoyed a great meal – if you’re ever in San Antonio check out Lonestar Cafe – and great conversation. We took pictures both serious and silly and hated to see the evening end.
Like I said, we aren’t perfect. But tonight I got to enjoy watching some kids I’m pretty crazy about enjoying one another and the adults that were there. I was reminded again that I am truly blessed.