Friday, December 30, 2011

Reindeer

A local store brought in Prancer and Dancer for the kids to enjoy.




It was really pretty neat.  Santa also lent the store one of his sleighs so that the kids could get a feel for what it was like to ride in a sleigh.  What a great photo op, so I packed the three kids up and headed off to the store.





Here's where my 'chicken' daughters stood the entire time:

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Do it!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Startin' Early





























He'll be tweeting by Wednesday!

Monday, December 26, 2011

P.C.

The conversation that went down in our car last night while we looked at Christmas lights:

E: "These lights are great.  You know....Christmas IS the most wonderful time of the year!"

H: "E, that's not true.....there is Hanukkah too!"


Funny thing was....about 10 minutes later we saw a beautiful home decked in blue and white, complete with a Menorah and Dreidels.
Happy Hanukkah!

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Friday, December 23, 2011

Merry Christmas!

May your holiday season be filled with love, peace and joy!








Thursday, December 22, 2011

I don't like the word 'hate'

I really don't!
It is close to being my least favorite word.
Ask my kids; I correct them each and every time they use it.

But when it comes to computers...it is fitting and unfortunately necessary to use:
I HATE COMPUTERS!

No, not because I don't know how to use them.  I actually consider myself relatively savvy with technology.  Oh no...it's because they crash.  They do silly things right in the middle of blogging and picture editing and Pinterest browsing.
Mine has crashed.  It cost me almost $200 just to pull everything off.
Now it will cost a crap ton of money to either fix (needs new battery and hard drive)  or the same crap ton of money to purchase a new one.  AND....it is only like 2 years old!  Seriously.....
I cringe as I type this, but....I HATE COMPUTERS!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

My Heart Runneth Over Wednesdays!

my heart runneth over with.......anxiety!

I'm a little anxious this morning that I have forgotten something or someone in all of the holiday bustle.
So I'm asking for your forgiveness in advance if that's the case.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Santa Baby!

Santa visited our house a little early this year:

























A little less chunky (and hairy) than I recall.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Blow! Blow! Blow!

Funny!

Friday, December 16, 2011

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Birthday Boy!

Since the cake at his party was NOT a success....we decided to go with donuts for the traditional first birthday breakfast.















EIV decided it would be best to lick the donut.
What do you mean....you don't eat your donuts that way?






Licking the donut made him VERY HAPPY!


















I decided to tear it in half to see what he would do. 
That was the trick.
He went to town.

























I mean REALLY went to town.....
Shove it in there baby.... ha!!!





The donuts were a big hit (OBVIOUSLY!!) for everyone!








Even with my morning success with the donuts....I had to try the cake again.
Come on....my other babies destroyed their cakes....I was certain EIV would do the same.
Here's what I got:




I give up.

My Heart Runneth Over Wednesdays...

my heart runneth over with......exhaustion!

I still haven't recovered from EIV's 1st Birthday party that we hosted last weekend.

It started the night before with the decorating of the cakes, cookies and cupcakes.
No Yankee-themed party would be complete without a few baseballs.
Here they are under construction:





















And here they are completed:
One to destroy:




















And one for the show:




And a field of baseball decorated cookies:

Before:


After:

















A team of cupcakes:



For EIV's sisters to decorate:

(Look good enough to eat, don't they??)



Then it was time for the cake smash:





But despite our efforts.....there was to be no smashing of cake.
EIV was not interested at all.  Actually, he got pretty mad when I pushed his hand in the cake.


Next was the opening of the gifts.  With big sisters ages 7 and 5, there was NO WAY that EIV was actually going to be able to open any of his gifts (which he did not).  But he did enjoy the tissue paper party post-gift opening.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

One Amazing Year!

This isn’t your ordinary First Birthday.  Oh no, this is the 1st Birthday of my miracle baby.

A miracle you say….yes, nothing short of.

Two months ago, my baby underwent open heart surgery.

















And today, as we celebrate his first year of life, he is extremely healthy and happy.



I’d love to erase many of the events of the past year…..but in a weird, super-odd way…..…I also wouldn’t change a thing.

EIV has taught us many things in his short time here on earth.  Patience, perseverance and real…I mean real love to list a few.  Thank you sweet boy for your strength and courage.  You are AMAZING!

One thing’s for sure…God has blessed us with this beautiful little man and today we wish him the Happiest First Birthday ever!

Monday, December 12, 2011

Friday, December 9, 2011

Snow

I've gotta be honest.....I was wishing for a snow day today!!!
Doesn't a day in your pajamas, slippers, with a cup of coffee (or hot chocolate) and never having to leave your house sound fabulous!
Oh yes, yes it does.....

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Santa's gone High Tech!

Come on now...it is 2011....Santa loves efficiency....so this year he's decided to email messages to all the girls and boys around the world. 
Both of my girls were on Santa's radar and received messages.  Check out H's  HERE   and E's HERE  and EIV's is HERE

Wait til you see the video of their faces when they watched these.....PRICELESS! (to be posted at a later date)

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

My Heart Runneth Over Wednesdays!

my heart runneth over.......

......with joy this holiday season because I believe.  I believe in Jesus Christ and the power of giving! 
This story sums it up nicely:

I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid.. I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: 'There is no Santa Claus,' she jeered. 'Even dummies know that!'

My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her 'world-famous' cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It had to be true.

Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me. 'No, Santa Claus?' She snorted.....'Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let's go.' 'Go? Go where, Grandma?' I asked. I hadn't even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun.

'Where' turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days. 'Take this money,' she said, 'and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car. 'Then she turned and walked out of Kerby's.


I was only eight years old.. I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping. For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for. I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, and the people who went to my church.


I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's second grade class. Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn't have a cough; he didn't have a good coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a coat! I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that. 'Is this a Christmas present for someone?' the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. 'Yes, ma'am,' I replied shyly.. 'It's for Bobby.' The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed a good winter coat. I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas.


That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, 'To Bobby, From Santa Claus' on it. A little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible. Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy.. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially, one of Santa's helpers. Grandma parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk.

Then Grandma gave me a nudge. 'All right, Santa Claus,' she whispered, 'get going.' I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma. Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.

Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes. That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were: ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team.




I still have the Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.

May you always have LOVE to share.
And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Claus.

Thank you to all who give without expecting anything in return!
God bless,

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Monday, December 5, 2011

A girl can dream

I'm dreaming tonight about the day we splashed in the pool



Since the high was only 20 today (but it actually felt like 9 with the wind). brrrrrrrrrrrr