I do not have the words to describe how much I miss Grandma Savage. Especially around Christmas time. Her mom--my Grandma Great--was the queen of all things Christmas. She had a tiny little home, but it was bursting at the seams with Christmas. Grandma Savage wasn't quite that extreme, but she definitely loved it. She would wear Christmas sweaters all month long and always set up Christmas as soon as she could.
Grandpa still puts out a lot of the Christmas decorations, and invited us over with the kids. There were so many more than what are pictured. Things hanging from the ceiling. All the tables were covered. He even had Christmas stuffed animals for both the kids. Lizzy was fascinated with all the lights, and with Grandpa. And Gray was thrilled with all the buttons to push and motion-activated toys to activate. We will definitely do this every year.
(We went to Grandpa's house again last night and Gray could not figure out why there were no musical Christmas decorations anywhere.)
And one more post to wrap up November!
Nick & I went to a Saturday matinee of Starlight Express at ALA, where my brothers go to school. The play--which I had never heard of--is about a little boy's trains that come to life in his mind and race each other. High school students... dressed up as trains... on roller-skates. It's kind of epic.
Jake was a Russian engine and Nick was part of the gang of engines for another train.
In a couple of months, Jake is going to be in a barbershop quartet production called Forever Plaid. Rest assured, there will be pictures of that, too.
I was making pancakes one morning when Nick told me about his dad making them pancake towers and explaining to me that Gray's childhood would not be complete without one. What could I do?
