Knights Christmas Party

On Saturday, we went to the Knights of Columbus Christmas party.  I'm trying to be active as a Lady of the Night....I mean, a Lady of a Knight, so I had agreed to be on the decoration committee, so I'd had to go that morning to set up and decorate, while Ramy fielded dance class with Rebecca.  We had lots of good food at the party, at we didn't bring home any of the hashbrown casserole I'd brought and only a bit of the pound cake with caramel icing that I'd made.  It was a really nice evening, and we all had a good time.

Rebecca had a really good time at the party.  She enjoyed sitting at the kids table and playing with the other kids. 

They had these little pop gun things, and some of the kids were really obnoxious with them and made lots of noise.  Although Rebecca liked playing with the thing, she didn't like the noise the other kids were making and looked at them quite disapprovingly!

Rebecca took full advantage of having a DJ at the party and danced her heart out.  There was a little boy who was about six and who loved to dance as much as Rebecca.  This kid knew all kinds of dance moves, and he and Rebecca stole the show.  Ramy requested the DJ play "Beat It" and Rebecca was ecstatic.  She was grooving all over the dance floor (yes, my Baptist and CoC friends, at Catholic parties, we're cool with music and dancing!) and had a blast busting a move!  She was hilarious!

The dancing was interrupted by a visitor from the North Pole, who came to see the children and hand out some early Christmas presents to lighten his load a bit on Christmas Eve.  Despite the fact that it was a pretty pathetic Santa (the economy must be bad even in the North Pole, for this Santa was looking like he's skipped some meals this year), Rebecca was in awe when he walked in the door.  Her face lit up and her jaw dropped. 

he was so happy to get a present from him and was even agreeable to sitting on his lap for a bit (although I think she's still pretty wary of that whole idea). 

She was more than happy to rip into the bag and find her gift, which was a new stuffed puppy, which is quite realistic in the way it whines, barks, and wags its tail (later that night, Ramy and I were searching for an off switch but ultimately learned that he shuts up if you ignore him for a few minutes).

After she got her present, however, our little homebody was asking if it was time to go to Mama's house.  So we didn't stay very late at the party.