It was two hours before our babysitting night. The mere thought of having 10 kids running mad in our house (on December 18th) for 3 1/2 hours made me want to sit on the couch and hide under a blanket until it was over. Some of you may think that I am the fun one in our relationship. You would be wrong for sure. I am the boring one who tries to make all child-care responsibilities as simple and painless as possible. Ben, on the other hand, has these whimsical memories of growing up in a FUN house, and he wants to make our home a fun place to be. Thank goodness for Ben! He concocted this idea called "Santa Training Camp," or the "Santa-lympics."
The kids made these necklaces and earned stickers by doing their Santa training exercises . . .
like speed cookie-eating,
"Ho Ho Ho" practice,
"Ho Ho Ho" practice,
Santa calisthenics, singing practice,
elf toy-testing,
and chimney-squeezing practice!
Yes, I helped him pull it off, but Ben was definitely the genius behind this plan. The kids had a great time, and best of all, they're all pretty much trained in case they should unexpectedly be asked to join Santa on his ride next year.
