Wednesday, December 15, 2010
We decided to celebrate with breakfast because morning is by far the best time of Christmas in my opinion and Marcia did not disappoint. She had "create your own pancakes" (ahem....dessert) with a choice of chocolate chips, peanut butter chips, white chocolate chips or all three like Bo chose, and sausage and eggs. Hello sugar high! Hello Christmas fun!
We then let the boys go to town on their presents. It was a great morning and everyone had a blast.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
But when we got to Santa's House, we found out that Santa was not there because he rests on Mondays and Tuesdays. WTF? Santa doesn't rest in December. There are toys to be made and lists to be checked and then checked again. I know 'pa in his kerchief' but not 'good ole St Nick in his underoos'.
I have never seen Bo so disappointed. Bubble bursting. Sail drooping. Dog dying. I felt horrible. I almost cried. Probably would have if it weren't for the wall to wall holly jolly Christmas explosion I was standing in.
But then in happened. Frowns no longer. Cloud nine approaching. Looking like larks. Santa was in the building!! SANTA WAS IN THE BUILDING!
Thank you wonderful Girl Scout troop for dragging Santa from his day of rest. Now we love you AND your cookies.
*Side Note - Anyone else find it strange that Santa's mouth is always open?! Kind of creepy.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
1) Sam: (While squinting) I need go to eye doctor.
Me: The eye doctor? How come?
Sam: Because my leg hurts.
And while I'm thinking about Sam, here are a few things that define Sam lately:
-always walking around with his shoes on the wrong feet and quite often un-matching ones (typically one rain boot and one snow boot)
-prefers to be naked
-always slightly awkward but in a really cute way
-has the personality and smile to light up a room
-never wants to be left behind. If anyone goes down stairs, or outside, or leaves our house, he wants to go too. Grass is always greener. "go too! me go tooooo!"
-loves to tell stories with tons of sound effects. Sometimes it's only sound effects and arm motions, especially when talking on the phone, and generally an airplane is involved.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Today when I came home from running errands I opened the garage door to go inside and then heard some giggling down in the woods. I turned around and sure enough, out popped 2 little snow rats and their fearless leader. All bundled up, covered in snow and smiles from ear to ear.
Brigitte grew up in Alaska and loves being outside. She understands the weather and embraces it; something I am still struggling with after 9 years of living up here. To her, the snow and cold is an exciting change and opens up new wintery things to do while I am completely opposite and see it as an end to summer.
Goodbye bike riding and playing outside for hours. Goodbye soccer games in the front yard and sidewalk chalk roads on the driveway. Hello play-doh, toys everywhere and forts, forts, forts. Hello daily trips to Fred Meyer and hello cooped up energy.So why? Why can't I think more like Brigitte? Why can't this Texan think like an Alaskan? It sure would be nice. I know the boys would love it. I know it would help the winter go by faster. And I know it would help keep the house cleaner.
But until then, until I learn to love the cold, until I fully appreciate the wonders of winter, thank goodness the boys have "Aunt Brigitte"
Friday, November 5, 2010
Bo also gave her a book on 'Scats and Tracks" of Alaska. He and Grandma always talk about the animal tracks in the yard so this way they can learn to identify them. And by the time we left last night they had decided a fox and a vole were the two most frequent culprits.
Happy Birthday, Grandma. Hope it was a great day.