Cantata

We went to Washington Heights Baptist Church's Christmas Cantata. It was an experience to say the least. The cantata was nice and it was wonderful to spend the time with Ryan. It was the "getting ready" part that was entertaining.
I got up and did my hair at 7am just to get a good head start on the whole process. Ryan said getting ready wasn't bad but he only had to get himself ready. I was the one that got the girls ready. It wasn't as bad as it could have been but it was a job. I gave them both separate baths, put them in tights and dresses and did their hair. What a chore.
Ryan laughed because the girls were all dressed up and all they did was sit in daycare for an hour and a half. I told him it was a dry run for the next time we go to church. I had to experience the whole thing from start to finish at least once. I can say it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be but I wouldn't want to have to have them ready and out the door by 8:30 to make it to church with me when I go at 9am. That would most definitely add a lot of stress to the situation.
But, seriously, the cantata was nice. It was full of dancing and Christmas music and songs I've never heard before. Ryan liked the solos the men did and he heard a song that he's never heard before that he liked. He said it was good. He even joked that he was going to come to church with me one time and bring his Book of Mormon and read it through the sermon. I gave him a hard time back at told him that it would burst into flames. It was all in good fun though. He did wonder what they would do if he really did do that. I told him probably nothing. I'm sure they'd tell him he was loved and adored by God and it would be left at that. That is, if anyone noticed or cared to say anything at all. Like I said, It was a conversation that was all in fun and we had no ill things to say to each other.
Today has been a nice day thus far. It was nice getting up and spending some time alone before the kids woke up. Plus, Ryan got out of bed fairly easy. Of course, Sadie had a hand in that...she stood up to him and jumped and kept jumping until he was wide awake. Steff was the last out of bed but she still didn't sleep as long as I would have liked her to. She got up about 8:45am and was off and runnin'.
Steff said the funniest thing this afternoon...I have this music box that she just adores and she got it off my dresser and told us she was, listening to the "you-pit" box. Can you believe that? It's not a music box to her it's a "you-pit" box...Kids say the funniest things.