We had a lot of fun tonight. Owen seemed to think though, that it was going to require some serious drinking to get through the evening. I have no idea how many glasses of alcohol-removed (really- they can do that) champagne he drank. I have to say the boy can hold his NA wine like a champ. Really.
Before the dinner I tried to take a few pictures for Lily and Jason which they can use as their holiday picture. Here's one that's probably not going to make the cut. Too bad.
All right. Here are two pictures of Owen miraculously sitting on Santa's lap voluntarily and even happily.
The first one:
The second one:
That lady totally photo-bombed that shot! We have no idea who she is.
There was a prayer before dinner and I almost went into that hysterical, completely inappropriate laughter thing that happens sometimes, always at the worst of times, usually in church. The man giving the blessing suddenly and unexpectedly jumped into the song, Let There Be Peace On Earth And Let It Begin With Me. My immediate reaction was that horrible, giddy, dreadful feeling of oh-my-god-I'm-going-to-start-laughing-and-I'm-not-going-to-be-able-to-stop-until-blood-bubbles-come-out-of-my-nose. Just as I thought I was going to explode, he quit singing and amen-ed. Phew. That was so close.
There was some singing, some piano playing and the meal. Santa came around and posed for pictures with everyone. He's an awesome Santa. I know him in real life. And then, as soon as everyone had finished their cake and coffee, the activities director announced that the program was finished and thanked everyone for coming.
"Time for Jeopardy," Hank pointed out.
And the dining room cleared and we all went home.
But here. Here's the reason we went and I think she really, really enjoyed herself.
That lady on the left.
And especially when this happened.
Yes. It was a good evening.
Okay. One more picture. Because he's just so darn cute.
I just hope Owen doesn't have a hangover tomorrow.
I'll keep you informed.