This was the longest we have ever stayed at Pullen - three hours. We rode the train, rode the carousel, did Christmas crafts, but the overwhelming favorite was the new awesome playgrounds. The only way we got the boys to leave was to promise to bring them back over holiday break.
We ate dinner to some awesome drumming from a local magnet high school.
And... at age 37, I learned a valuable style lesson. A cute hat goes a long way toward covering up a bad hair day.
Saturday afternoon we had to skip the Cary Christmas parade because two boys were SO BAD. Saturday night we had a family baking night which included gingerbread men, buckeyes, oreo balls, and gingerbread houses. Alex might be kicked out of the Verhoff family as he declared oreo balls better than buckeyes. The rest of us love both.
What did Elfie do this morning? NOTHING. Nate and Alex were again VERY BAD on Sunday morning so Santa told Elfie to not do anything fun and not bring any treats for the advent calendar. Sometimes it sucks being the parent at Christmas, but I'm thinking a valuable lesson was learned this morning.