TGIT--Christmas on Temple Hill

We've really been wanting to go see the Christmas lights at the temple, and we were running out of time to do it. Especially since Blake signed up to work on his usual Tuesday off. But he did come up with the perfect plan to make it possible. This morning, he rollerbladed, yes rollerbladed up and down the hills of San Francisco to the BART station, rode BART over to the East Bay, and then, rollerbladed the rest of the way to work. And if the hills weren't enough, it was raining cats and dogs, too. Thank you Blake for wanting to take us to the temple THAT badly and letting us have the car to make it possible. The plan was to pick Blake up at 5:30 and head to the temple lights. Well, after we'd been waiting in the parking lot for him until 6:20, I knew our plans were going to change a little. He had been double booked the entire day and didn't get done until a little after 7. WOW! We drove straight to the temple and had plenty of time to look around at the beautiful lights and nativity. We even listened to a youth choir perform in the stake center next door and looked around in the Visitor's Center. Max was surprisingly very well behaved during the performance. But during every dramatic pause in the songs and after every song was finished he'd yell, "Singing all done." We thought it was funny, but I don't know if the parents of the performers did. Max even made time to play in the water at the fountain. What's a trip to the temple without splashing around in the fountains? Afterward we went to dinner at Fenton's. We couldn't pass it up, even thought it was close to 9, well after Max's bed time. Besides the to-die-for caramel, the best part of our dinner was when Max tried to slip out through the bottom of his high chair and got stuck. His head was too big to keep going through, and he was twisted funny so we couldn't just pull him out. I had to hold the high chair tilted, while Blake twisted Max and pulled him out. I'm so sad we didn't get a picture. We had to give that guy plenty of ice cream to make up for his embarrassment.