Come and gone

Christmas has come and gone for another year. I think this year was once again magical and wonderful for my kids. Santa even dropped some presents beside the couch under the table. Oh what a klutz that Santa.

This year we were blessed with a house full on Christmas eve. I think it was the most people I have ever had in my home. The more the merrier. As busting at the seems as we were I was glad that people were welcoming to sitting on the floor.

I think I have eaten more than my share of everything these past few days and am ready to not have a daily intake of chocolate.

One more week off of school and then we are back in action full time. For now I am enjoying all the sleeping in. Addie & Trent aren't feeling so swell so for the next few days I think we will be huddled indoors in pyjamas and my new uber soft bathrobe. So dont knock, it might not be pretty if answered.


Here is Addie spreading some Christmas cheer :)


Addie opening presents in the Bumbo chair. I will say Bumbo is one heck of an invention!


The crew

Catch Phrase

I have deemed Joseph the child who has a comment for everything. If any of you know Joseph you will understand what I mean. He really does have a comment for everything. I would love to be a fly on the wall one day when someone renders him speachless, it will definately be a day to remember.

Big Daddy and I sometimes just can't hold back the laughter at some of the things Joseph comes out with.

The other day Joseph was singing a Christmas Carol. Trent asked him to stop because it was annoying. Joseph stopped and then looks up at me with this look of pissed off sincerety and says "Well! Someone sure doesn't like the classics." Like where does this child get these things from. Today in the van on the way home I asked him how his day was at school and what he did. In his tales he tells me that he and David were the lunch monitors today. My reply was something generic like "oh that's nice" and he says "Yup, I was livin' the good life."

Personally I am glad to hear that Joseph is living the good life, I don't know if he just thinks that about being the lunch monitor or about life in general. I'd hate to ask in fear of the answer.

Christmas Spirit

Well, hard to believe that it is once again upon us. Christmas.

I have to wonder if I am losing my Christmas spirit, or if I am in fact gaining a better sense of it. I have to say that this year I am feeling a little more perturbed than usual about the foo foo of it all. I mean I love the decorations, the tree, the lights, the food and the company. But I guess I am just a little puzzled that we always forget what it really is about. The birth of Christ.

I like to believe that I am a Christian and I do believe in Jesus, therefore I celebrate his birth. This year in my annual letter I wrote something to that effect. Big Daddy said it sounded dumb. So I asked him what Christmas was about then? His reply was "presents". I found that odd coming from the guy who generally doesn't buy presents and puts on that he could care less about giving or receiving presents.

Furthermore to my frustrations I am tired... why all the fuss for one day? It is like a wedding in some ways. Life should be about the marriage, not the wedding. Well in this case, shouldn't life be about being a good person all year long and believing in your beliefs of Jesus all year long, not just this one day. Hmmm.

I guess I also wonder why so many people out there who are atheist or non-believers of Christ celebrate Christmas? Must be for the presents. Or is just because everyone else does it?

Am I becoming cynical in my old age or just realistic. I guess this year I just find myself so overwhelmed with things to get done for this one day of the year. Don't get me wrong, I love the giving and receiving of gifts and I especially love spending some down time with family & friends having some good times and laughter. But why does it take a holiday to force these wonderful things upon us?

I definitely do not want to become a humbug or scrooge as I really do love the holidays. But I think at the end of the day I could just get past my stained carpet, dirty old furniture, messy home, and just enjoy welcoming people in the door. I also wish we somehow could get back to the basics of it and really remember that this is the day that Jesus was born.

I don't want to sound holier than thou because as far as Christians go I am probably not one of the best one's out there. I guess I just wonder how many people really do wake up Christmas day and their first thought is "Happy Birthday Jesus" not where are the gifts.

Don't get me wrong, I still love the gifts and I am looking so forward to seeing my children's eyes light up when they see that Santa has found them to be good boys this year. I know they are going to have a wonderful day and a season of joy. I just hope at the end of the day as a parent I can somehow incorporate both, enjoyment of the season with a dash of it's true meaning. I hope it's possible.

It's a good thing he loves me

I will say that having your gallbladder removed isn't something I'd recommend just for kicks. But some times it just has to be done, and done it is for me.

But the fun part of it all was the drugs they give you after for pain. I will admit I have never been so legally stoned in my life. In all reality I didn't enjoy it that much, but be to be the "glass half full" gal I will say it was the good part of it all.

What I don't understand is why someone would want to bring that upon themselves over and over and make it an addiction. I understand that addictions are hard things. But let me tell you that I don't think I would ever want to endure that feeling again. I couldn't even see straight, it was wild. There was NO way I could function or even slightly act like I wasn't half in the bag. Ok, truth be told I was fully in the bag, but hey the saying is only half.

I also don't understand why someone would want the side effects of those drugs. They make you more constipated than any human or living thing ever should be.

Thirdly, I was so in the bag I was saying things that didn't make sense and I my lips wouldn't work properly and Big Daddy spent more time laughing at me. They shouldn't let you talk on drugs. It is a good thing Big Daddy loves me. I honestly don't think I will ever let him out of my sight as I would be too embarrassed if he told anyone half the stuff I said.

But, life goes on and the season of festivities is upon us. It will be a busy few weeks I am sure. But it will be nice to enjoy the kids this Christmas. I am sure now that Joseph is six this will definitely be one of the last Christmas's that he fully believes there is a Santa. So, I will enjoy this Christmas for all it's worth.

As for me, I have maybe three or four things left to buy and a few items left to bake and I am ready. Or think I am! Are you ever really ready? It's going to come whether I am ready or not.