Archive for December, 2012
21 Dec
Deck the halls. ALL the halls.
Seems the Tooth Fairy has been busy decorating–her door has a new wreath (and a liberal sprinkling of gold fairy dust). Olivia assures me there’s a tiny little Christmas tree inside.
19 Dec
Holiday spirit(s)
Holiday preparations began in earnest last week. My friend Erin hosted a baking party last Saturday (I used the opportunity to roll rum balls), and Dawn and I made 10 double batches of cookie dough one afternoon recently. Then, very early Tuesday morning, I mixed up a couple gallons of Irish cream, some of which may or may not be stirred into my coffee right now…
Cheers!
19 Dec
Overheard
Bryan, singing: “I just met you, and this is cray-cray.”
Rebecca: “Are you a 14 year old girl?”
Bryan: “OMG, Mom.”
18 Dec
Snow problem
The lack of snow in recent years is disappointing, especially for these Wisconsin transplants. I’m not saying I need to have five and a half months of winter, but a dusting here and there—and maybe even a couple of storms to accomodate sledding—would be much appreciated.
In the meantime, I’m taking matters into my own hands: I made a batch of homemade play snow–er, play dough–for the girls. I followed this recipe, then added wintery peppermint extract and silver glitter.
17 Dec
Owen fix
Owen’s developing a rather insatiable appetite lately, and so I finally gave in to Bryan’s repeated requests to start our nearly six-month-old on rice cereal. Owen’s tried feeding himself a few bites of squash and sweet potato, but this was the first time he’s ingested much of anything solid. He did pretty well!
16 Dec
Santa Claus came to town
The girls knew we were having a small party last Sunday, but they weren’t aware Santa was the guest of honor—at least not until he rang the doorbell.
Santa had presents for the girls and their friends, and he entertained discussion of some rather long wish lists.
Ava has never again referenced the conversation she had with Bryan this summer, perhaps choosing to forget it completely. Olivia believes entirely, and seemed obviously concerned her ability to secure a spot on the nice list.
It will be a close call, but I think she’ll make it.
16 Dec
He sees you when you’re sleeping…
Santa has long been one my very favorite things about the holidays, and sharing this tradition with my kids has been incredibly enjoyable.
When I was a kid, I vividly recall my mom telling me she spied Santa checking up on me–it was July, and he was peeking around the big red barn as she mowed the lawn. Then, close to Christmas one year, I found sleighbells in my stuffed animals: Mom supposed Santa dropped them while looking in on me one night.
Perhaps not coincidentally, Ava and Olivia found bells in their beds one morning in November–undoubtedly dropped from Santa’s accoutrement as he peered over them as they slept.
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