I'm guest blogging at Brea Essex's blog today about some of our holiday traditions. Hope you can share a minute or two with me there.
Merry Christmas!
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Sunday, December 25, 2011
Merry Christmas!
Wishing everyone joy and peace this holiday season. Enjoy the cookies and special times with friends and family.
I'm guest blogging at Brea Essex's blog today about some of our holiday traditions. Hope you can share a minute or two with me there.
I'm guest blogging at Brea Essex's blog today about some of our holiday traditions. Hope you can share a minute or two with me there.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Screeching over Socks
Last Christmas, the twins were so excited about the first present that they opened they could hardly be distracted from playing with it to open the rest of them.
This year, since they know the routine, I figured they'd tear through the packages flinging tissue and wrapping paper willy-nilly and we wouldn't know what they opened until the paper had been cleared away.
My son opened a Mack truck fro Cars first and after opening another gift would go back to pushing the truck around the carpet.
The little one was sort of getting the idea she could tear the paper and that was kind of fun, but a tear or two and she was ready for something else.
My daughter, on the other hand, constantly asked for another present and another present. Finally, she opened a gift that elicited a squeal of delight reminiscent of the Back to School Meijer ads. (If you don't live near a Meijer, the commercial involved two children exclaiming wildly and with much gratitude over school supplies. "You got me glue!" and "Pencils!" The voice-over went on to comment that your kids won't really be this excited about school supplies, so don't pay a lot for them. You get the idea.) She screamed, "Minnie Mouse pajamas!" and jumped up and down, hugging them like they were a long lost favorite animal. (I don't think she even knows who Minnie Mouse is, other than one of her friends likes her. Yes, my children are deprived.) Her next present elicited similar jubilation. A package of socks.
Hope your holidays were as merry.
This year, since they know the routine, I figured they'd tear through the packages flinging tissue and wrapping paper willy-nilly and we wouldn't know what they opened until the paper had been cleared away.
My son opened a Mack truck fro Cars first and after opening another gift would go back to pushing the truck around the carpet.
The little one was sort of getting the idea she could tear the paper and that was kind of fun, but a tear or two and she was ready for something else.
My daughter, on the other hand, constantly asked for another present and another present. Finally, she opened a gift that elicited a squeal of delight reminiscent of the Back to School Meijer ads. (If you don't live near a Meijer, the commercial involved two children exclaiming wildly and with much gratitude over school supplies. "You got me glue!" and "Pencils!" The voice-over went on to comment that your kids won't really be this excited about school supplies, so don't pay a lot for them. You get the idea.) She screamed, "Minnie Mouse pajamas!" and jumped up and down, hugging them like they were a long lost favorite animal. (I don't think she even knows who Minnie Mouse is, other than one of her friends likes her. Yes, my children are deprived.) Her next present elicited similar jubilation. A package of socks.
Hope your holidays were as merry.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Taking Christmas Pictures
Or why we almost didn't have pictures on our cards this year.
Well, I put the pictures on the cards anyway, figuring everyone could use a good laugh at Christmas. Especially as the card wished everyone 'peace.'
The photoshoot unwound like one of the silent black and white movies where the movements are exaggerated and choppy and there's dramatic piano music.
We managed to get the twins first, then added the little one. She expressed her displeasure and fled. This required another attempt to corral the twins. My son retrieved his camera. We now have several pictures of it in front of his face. I decided to hold the little one. She was somewhat more amenable to that. The challenge was to keep the twins with us. After encouraging them to hug, we got several action shots of my son throwing my daughter to the ground.
We finally managed a picture with all three kids and me. The little one is yawning, but not pulling the front of my dress down. My daughter is grinning like she's only going to endure this for another thirteen seconds and my son looks like he jumped into someone else's prom photo.
So with some cropping, we managed a card with eight small photos and wished everyone joy and peace in the new year.
Well, I put the pictures on the cards anyway, figuring everyone could use a good laugh at Christmas. Especially as the card wished everyone 'peace.'
The photoshoot unwound like one of the silent black and white movies where the movements are exaggerated and choppy and there's dramatic piano music.
We managed to get the twins first, then added the little one. She expressed her displeasure and fled. This required another attempt to corral the twins. My son retrieved his camera. We now have several pictures of it in front of his face. I decided to hold the little one. She was somewhat more amenable to that. The challenge was to keep the twins with us. After encouraging them to hug, we got several action shots of my son throwing my daughter to the ground.
We finally managed a picture with all three kids and me. The little one is yawning, but not pulling the front of my dress down. My daughter is grinning like she's only going to endure this for another thirteen seconds and my son looks like he jumped into someone else's prom photo.
So with some cropping, we managed a card with eight small photos and wished everyone joy and peace in the new year.
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