Still Playing

There is no excitement around here.....
and no work
and no school
just a few days of relaxing and playing with all the new toys.

 
I really love the week after Christmas - such a wonderful calm in the year!
Even brothers who have more than a little brotherly competitiveness between them seem to have called a truce.
Momentairly...............

 

Goodwill To All Men (Nerf Wars)

So if this season is all about "Peace on Earth", why is everyone at my house so heavily armed?

"You're a freak with a red nose and nobody likes you." the Grinch

All I wanted was a Christmas tree.....and some lights and well, you have to have the stockings hung and those little candles in every window, but it was hard this year.  

Getting all the kids together at one time has been a challenge.  David is working and going to school and is buying his first home.....all at the same time. (I'll tell you later about helping him find a house - it was just like House Hunters!)  AnnaClaire has a job and Corinne is on the basketball team at school and of course there are church programs and parties and recitals.  It's been like waiting for the planets to align trying capture everyone for our must do Christmas traditions.

This Sunday we carved out time after the early service at church (which I will never attempt to go to again) and before AnnaClaire left for work and finally chopped down our tree.  This year it was Ezra's turn to cut the tree and he didn't do too bad.  

It's perfect of course and we decorated it while listening to our favorite Christmas music - the soundtrack from "The Grinch". I gave the kids all the beautiful bulbs to hang first and enjoyed a 20 second view of my lovely tree before they started hanging the "kid made" decorations.  We have boxes full of  Rudolphs made from candy canes and stars made of gingerbread that crumble a little more each year and miniature wreaths with pictures of kids I don't even remember anymore.




But I'm happy with it and all is now well in Whooville!

MIlestones - Tossing It To the Curb!

We just celebrated Jeremiah's 8th birthday and there's reason to celebrate.
Yes, of course he's wonderful and he's grown so much and we can't believe what a great son he is, however, the real reason for celebration.....
We're down to 1 car seat!!
In West Virginia to graduate from a car seat you have to be 8 or 4'9".  My short children apparently won't be 4'9" until middle school, so 8 years is the goal.
We placed our daughter Kirsten in a car seat in 1977 and it's been an unending nuisance of buckling and strapping and figuring the stupid things out since then.
So Jeremiah has been liberated and we only have one more to go.

Happy Birthday Jeremiah and good riddance to your car seat!