He is only six. So I took advantage of his disregard for fashion and put suspenders on that boy:). And a mis-matchy tie and button down. Oh. And skinny skaterboy jeans:). I wanted to eat him up. It is my favorite Christmas outfit to date! I asked him if I could yell, "eat your hearts out girls!!" when I walked next to him later that night. He said exactly this: "well. okay. but I'm probably gonna regret this."
Niamh planned her outfit around her new "high heel" shoes. The ones I did not want to buy...but I remember what it was like to click around in pretty heels as a little girl. So, I gave in. It made her night. She felt so pretty. And the little farmer guy-- that is one of her best friends at school. I think there is a little crushing going on there...they seem kinda inseparable.
We came home and I made hot chocolate with marshmallows. And they were allowed to watch shows as late as they could stay up (I knew neither one would make it past 10pm:). They did such a wonderful job. I felt so blessed by the whole night. Watching all those children sing about Christ and the real meaning of Christmas warmed my heart. It was a lovely night!