Shortly before school let out for winter break, the first grade classes had a Polar Express Party. They were allowed to wear their PJs to school, where they watched the movie and ate popcorn, along with other educational (wink, wink) fun. Usually, the first graders are the first to be allowed into the school building in the morning. But on that day, they were held back. And then Mr. J., the fellow who conducts the morning line-up duty, disappeared. Seconds later, we heard a shrill whistle, and he reappeared with a conductor's cap and tickets for each little girl. I had to restrain myself from jumping up and down and clapping my hands.
I didn't have my trusty camera ready, so I decided to remember the moment with a sketch. Of course, artistic license gives me the right to do away with the jackets and backpacks. And put my own kid at the front of the line. And clean up that bedhead look she's so fond of.
This is what happens when you instruct your 6 year old megalomaniac to put up the "MERRY CHRISTMAS" gel window clings up on the patio doors. It annoyed my 10 year old to no end.
And I leave you with this wintery image. What I wouldn't do to see THIS snow angel. I hope you have just the BESTEST holiday, my wonderful blogging friends!