Merry Christmas!

About 45 minutes ago our children left to celebrate Christmas. They got into the van (Briana has a driver's license, remember?) and followed the directions they looked up on Google to find the Capitol Theatre, where they are seeing "Wicked."

Scott knew that I was a "Wicked" fan. OK, I've never seen the show, but I love the music!. So when his bank emailed him (and all their other clients) and said they were pre-selling "Wicked" tickets at a discounted price, he asked if I wanted to get some through him. The tickets went on sale on Halloween Day. You should have seen the two of us, trying to get online to purchase tickets--along with about 90% of Salt Lake City's population--and getting kicked off over and over again. He finally drove to ArtTix on his lunch break and bought 6 tickets for me. (Have I ever mentioned how much I love the people I work with?)

Unfortunately, it was impossible to get six tickets all on the same date. So he got four for April 11th, and two for April 28th. And none of the seats are next to one another. But here's the thing--I didn't care! I was going to finally see Wicked!

I saved the tickets and we gave them to our children for Christmas. You need to know that these tickets, a ceramic pot made by their dad, and a trip to Grandpa and Grandma's in California were ALL we gave our children. So I was really excited for them to see their tickets. The boys didn't react at all (quite disappointing), but the girls both literally tackled me and covered my face with kisses. My best Christmas EVER! Ever since then we have looking forward to today.

However, Landon had a sleepover last night (read: didn't sleep at all); Bri and Ash stayed out till 1:00 a.m. last night; and Taylor's just a 16-year-old boy who doesn't get too worked up over anything. So they all went "bumming" out the door (Spencer said), while we waved and watched them go. And we still have 17 days to wait for our turn to see the play.

I swear, if SOMEONE doesn't come home THRILLED by this experience, I may cry. Oh, how I hope they have a wonderful time!

Merry Christmas, kids!