This post is so jumbled. But I uploaded all the pictures and it is too hard to rearrange them all, so, um, sorry.
First we have the Christmas party. Precious babies. I mean big kids.
Now, this day was Polar Express day. The pictures are in exact opposite order. But, let me tell you, it was amazing. The amount of hours and volunteers it took to pull this off was incredible. I helped set up the day before, but I cannot take credit for anything, because other ladies spent literally months making this stuff. I was just happy I got to help a little bit. The kids had no idea what was going on. They just thought it was a pajama day. Their mouths just hung open when they saw everything.
Ok, so this was actually right before I left. The kids were wild and crazy until Miss B pulled out a book. It's amazing how quickly she can calm 19 crazy 5 and 6 year olds. She's good.
This is the hallway leading to the Kindergarten pod. The tracks are my favorite.
The ticket booth.
Hallway decor again
Look who was waiting for them in the pod!
More Hallway decorations.
So excited. She could not be still.
No, really SO excited. After her first sip of Hot Chocolate.
Hope's punched ticket.
How cute is the gingerbread house?
This is the North Pole!
The conductor punching their Polar Express Tickets
On their way down the track on The Polar Express
A little teasing from Miss B
Quite possibly Hope's very favorite person in the whole world.
This is Cooper! He and his family are our friends that moved from Little Rock when we did. His sweet Mommy kept my Hopey Lou while I was helping set up (and then Hope cried when I picked her up because she wants to live with them forever.)
The day started with all of Kindergarten going straight to the cafeteria. One of the Kindergarten teachers read the Polar Express story and told them that something magical happens everytime she reads it! Then the kids lined up, were given their train pieces and tickets and in came the conductor. It was so fun.
And then, here's a little song I made up.
It goes like this.
"I love my sister."
" I love my sister..."
It's sweet, isn't it?