MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE SERENO FAMILY
*("The Prada Mama Chronicles" at Pansitan.net.) By RENEE SERENO, former newsbabe turned undomestic doyenne. In late 1999, she and her husband traded their On-Cam lives for a less chaotic existence abroad. They now reside in Modesto, CA with their two sons, Lance and Troy, and their Pit Bull, Spot. The couple is eagerly anticipating the arrival of their first daughter, Reanna, in June 2004. They expect the coming Prada Baby to be every bit as high maintenance as her mother.
Monday, December 25, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
BACK IN THE TRAIN GANG
The Christmas Train, Sierra Railroad Dinner Train
December 12, 2006
Remember THIS?
These pictures were taken on the Sierra Railroad dinner train two years ago. Well, now, we're baack... with a slightly older cast this time around!
Troy's kindergarten class went on the SIERRA RAILROAD Christmas train for a field trip, so of course the rest of us just had to tag along. Well, most of us, anyway. Poor Lance couldn't join us because of school.
There was a strange feeling of deja vu as we waited to board that train. Two years ago, we capped our Thanksgiving dinner train trip by watching the newly-released movie, "The Polar Express". This time around, we were living it. The Christmas train's theme is...you guessed it: "The Polar Express"!
All the children were dressed in pajamas, their favorite stuffed toys in tow...
They also had elves, a conductor, and pajama-clad attendants serving cookies and hot chocolate.
But nothing compared to the grand finale of the trip: a visit from the man in red!
It was such a joy to see the looks of wonder cross my children's faces.
The train ride ended shortly after that. As we stepped back down on the tracks, we saw Santa one last time. He gave Troy a hug. The smile on my son's face was just priceless.
And now, all my kids are tucked warmly in their beds, with visions of snickerdoodles most likely dancing in their heads. I'm ready to retire myself, still hung over with the magic and wonder of it all. Who knows? Maybe I'll wake up to the sound of a steam engine waiting to pick me up in the middle of the night.
Now that's a pajama party I wouldn't want to miss!
The Christmas Train, Sierra Railroad Dinner Train
December 12, 2006
Remember THIS?
These pictures were taken on the Sierra Railroad dinner train two years ago. Well, now, we're baack... with a slightly older cast this time around!
Troy's kindergarten class went on the SIERRA RAILROAD Christmas train for a field trip, so of course the rest of us just had to tag along. Well, most of us, anyway. Poor Lance couldn't join us because of school.
There was a strange feeling of deja vu as we waited to board that train. Two years ago, we capped our Thanksgiving dinner train trip by watching the newly-released movie, "The Polar Express". This time around, we were living it. The Christmas train's theme is...you guessed it: "The Polar Express"!
All the children were dressed in pajamas, their favorite stuffed toys in tow...
They also had elves, a conductor, and pajama-clad attendants serving cookies and hot chocolate.
It was really good hot chocolate too, rich and creamy with marshmallows floating on top. Kids and kids-at-heart savored the sugar rush as they stared at the passing scenery. We sang Christmas carols, the parents getting a glimpse of the upcoming Christmas program, as their kids proudly demonstrated their sign language skills, singing and signing "Silent Night". The hobo from the movie came and sang to each table, and the kids got to sit on the floor in the train's aisle as an elf read them a Christmas story.
But nothing compared to the grand finale of the trip: a visit from the man in red!
It was such a joy to see the looks of wonder cross my children's faces.
The train ride ended shortly after that. As we stepped back down on the tracks, we saw Santa one last time. He gave Troy a hug. The smile on my son's face was just priceless.
And now, all my kids are tucked warmly in their beds, with visions of snickerdoodles most likely dancing in their heads. I'm ready to retire myself, still hung over with the magic and wonder of it all. Who knows? Maybe I'll wake up to the sound of a steam engine waiting to pick me up in the middle of the night.
Now that's a pajama party I wouldn't want to miss!
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