Wow, has it really been a whole week since I was last here? Well, I have to admit that our holiday traveling kicked my tail and it has taken me forever to get our lives back in order. Now it's time to start working on our taxes and though they don't have to be done for a couple of months, I know that it will weigh on my mind until I get them done so I might as well get it over with. But I did want to make record of our Christmas before Easter gets here.
I thought I would start by telling you about the philosophying our oldest did about the season:
Emma has really started questioning the Santa thing. The Santa issue has always been something I haven't been completely comfortable with. I've heard stories about children that were furious with their parents when they found out "the truth about Santa". One of our friends son's told a friend, "Santa has to be real because my dad says he is and my dad would never lie to me". I've heard of other's making a connection with God about it. All those stories really make me uneasy. But, we also don't want our kids to be the kids that ruin it all for the other kids. So, our compromise has been to play along with the legend but not really put a lot of emphasis on it. I can't bring myself to out right lie to them so when Emma has asked questions, I always just sort of play it off and ask her what she thinks and let it be whatever she wants to make it. So, she asked the question, point blank, "mom, do you think Santa is real"? In response, I said, "well, what do you think"? She replied, "I think he's real but I don't think I buy the flying reindeer part". I chuckled a little and then we talked a little bit about how there really was a man named St. Nick that took presents to families who couldn't afford them and sometimes when stories get told over and over again, people make up their own versions but even if the story that we've always heard isn't exactly right that it's still okay to believe in the goodness of the story. So, I must admit that I was feeling pretty smooth and thinking that I was about to make it through 2009 still in the running for the Mother of the Year award. I hadn't totally robbed her of childhood fantasy but I didn't lie to her either. I even brought in a lesson about goodness and she was seeming to be putty in my hand. Points for mom! But then, we woke up Christmas morning, did their stockings and then their present and Emma looked at me and said, "I don't think Santa brought the gifts or the stocking". I looked at her and nervsously said, "you don't"? and she said, "no, I think he just came for the cookies"!! GREAT, now I've made Santa a selfish man that comes to take and be a glutten! Is this a product of me overthinking things? I would say so. Will my children need therapy for my tendency to over analyze things? Most likely, yes. Points deducted, trophy denied. Maybe next year.
And since I have the need to try to keeps things as even as possible between them so that one of them won't think that one is more important to me than the other (yes overanalyzing things again). I'm going to tell a not related to Christmas funny from Chloe. She went to Adam with a pack of fruit snacks and said, "Open these". to which Adam replied, "Excuse me? What's the magic word"? Chloe's response, of course was, "Abracadabra". Needless to say, she managed to get the fruit snacks opened without saying please.
I'm going to post my smugmug gallery. Most of the pictures have a description under them and that will save us all some time.
But here was the general plan:
We stayed here for Christmas and then travelled to Alabama on Sunday and were there for New Years. Chloe seems to be taking after me and doesn't do well out of her own bed. She had night terrors 4 out of 6 of the nights we were gone. It has only happened twice while we are at home and it seems to be on days when she doesn't have a good nap so making sure that kid doesn't get over exhausted is now a top priority! Other than the night terrors, it was an absolutely wonderful holiday season. I prepared our meals ahead of time and since Christmas was on Friday, we had three straight days of play. We had puppet shows and scavanger hunts, made a birthday cake for Jesus, made cookies, went and served food at the mission and handed out the cookies. We had a sleepover upstairs and just really soaked each other up. We had a wonderful time visiting our families. And somehow, even with my insistance that we wanted to cut the gift thing down, I'm still trying reorganize and find a home for all the presents we brought home. And, with all the money that we got from Christmas and was saved from birthdays throughout the year, we will be making a trip to Disney World next week and it only costed me $300 out of my pocket! Woo Hoo!
Disclosure: It is very difficult for me to play both the role of photographer and mommy while Christmas presents are being opened. My sister was taking the pictures at my moms and that is why there are a lot more there than there than when we were opening gifts at Adam's parents. Thanks Denise!
And now, our CHRISTMAS PHOTOS:
We also made a little detour on our way home and saw our friends George, and Jay and Sarah Jane and though I did somehow miss getting a picture of the kids, I never miss the opportunity to get a baby bump. You can see those pictures over at Jay's blog.
Blessings,
Dana
