I am feeling full.  It could be the brownies that my mom brought today that I can't stop snacking on.

The house is full of gifts and I am grateful.  I hope my children are grateful.

Courtland has been waking at night lately. We begged him to stay asleep on Christmas eve. Kevin and I woke to the children's chatter...Court had gone into Charlotte's room to not wake us and instead woke her up. We were downstairs by 6:30 am.

Many lovely things were opened and enjoyed.  Blissful time spent with family and friends.

Lots of fun.  Lots of food. 

I'm full.

Christmas Eve Eve

Today was a holiday from work and I was torn.  Should I spend the day with the kids, being Christmassy or should I get some last minute shopping and running around done?  In the end, it was a bit of both.

I met my mom at the hill for a little tobogganing and some hide and go seek.  Once their cheeks were really rosy, I left them with Nana and went off by myself for almost two hours.  Lovely.  It was back home for dinner and then that I realized I didn't have any milk...or flour...or enough eggs...etc. etc.  Kevin was going into the city for dinner and that meant I would have to go to the grocery store with the kids in tow.  I was lucky this time as Courtland brought only two things - Buzz Lightyear and his lasso from Halloween.  Poor Buzz.

With Kevin gone for the evening we were going to try and get Daddy's presents made and/or wrapped.  We had attempted this at least two times before this...it didn't go so well.  I'm happy to say this project is now complete.  Court wrapped his presents in Kleenex and they are hidden all around the house?  Charlotte wrapped hers in pretty Christmas paper and they are hidden in her room. 

It is now 10:50 pm and I still have to make cookie gifts for my colleagues to take to work tomorrow.  Yes, bleh, I have to work tomorrow...but only for half the day.  Can't wait until 1 pm tomorrow...

Saturday Morning

me: "Charlotte, where is your pajama top?"

charlotte: "It had syrup all over it."

charlotte to court as he maneuvres under her arm: "What are you doing?"

court: "It's just 'cause I love you."


Sunday afternoon was our annual trip to the orchard to pick up our tree and go on a sleigh ride...this year it was a wagon ride as it did nothing but rain.  We were the only ones on the wagon.  Even in the rain, with the horses and the jingle bells, it was enjoyable...because it only lasted about 3 minutes.

Our tree went up...and then came down with a crash.  There were three casualties...a glass cow, one glass pink ballet slipper (a second one was spared) and a glass snow man.  Not too bad considering...

I found another broken ornament...a glass Spiderman...hiding behind the desk in the hallway.  It couldn't have got there on its own.  A four year old Venom took him out.

We eventually did get the tree stable and it has filled the house with the smell of Christmas...


I love these guys.

They both love me too.  They both tell me I'm beautiful.  They both can drive me CRAZY.

Only one of them is taking me to NYC on New Year's day....shhhhhh....it's supposed to be a secret...but someone couldn't keep it.  How did he know that was just what I wanted for Christmas?

What we're up to

I am weary today.  I go and go and go and go and then it hits me.  Both of the kids were up last night.  Well, actually just Court was and then he woke Charlotte and Charlotte woke me and of course by then we were all up and playing musical beds.

And I still got up and ran this morning before going to work.

Running is something I do for me...just me...well and maybe a bit for Kevin....

Court doesn't like it when I go and sometimes he cries but not so much any more.  I try and sneak out really early before he wakes up.  Sometimes I can get away with saying I'm taking the garbage out...and then the garbage takes me 40 minutes and makes we sweaty and stinky.  I used to find him sometimes, in his pjs, outside looking for me...thankfully that only happened a couple of times.

Last Thursday Santa came to town...he arrived on a firetruck...and our village tree was lit.  Always a magical night. 

We were crafting this weekend and decorating the house for Christmas.  Charlotte found a pom pom critter kit that was in her stocking last year and we cracked it open.  I wasn't sure how it was going to go...you know...would it be too frustrating, would she insist on trying to make it look exactly like the picture and then be tremendously disappointed...but it was fun and it worked.  I can remember my mom making pom poms with me...I remember being really bored and bugging her about what to do...and we made pom poms.  Sweet memories.

I got to go to the One Of A Kind Show with my mom just last week.  What fun to spend the day with her and just her!  I used to love that as a child.  My mom to myself.  We were inspired by so many lovely things. 

Here are a few: