we had our church christmas program on sunday, and it's safe to say that at least most of it was joyful! none of mine picked their noses this year, and i only saw one little girl's (who shall remain nameless) underwear. success.
reed sat through the whole thing quietly and was rewarded with a cookie. or maybe i just walked in the fellowship hall and he was already eating a cookie. same difference, right?
next year, he gets to get up there and sing. i better start bribing him with cookies 12 months in advance!