So this weekend was a big one for me. I haven't been on a road trip of any sort since June of 2005 and I haven't been with my family for any kind of Christmas celebration since 1997. This weekend I was able to fit both things in.
Saturday we left well before dawn even thinks about showing up and headed down towards Louisiana. Temperature wise, the second we hit Oklahoma there was a huge difference. We went from below freezing to icky hot. Not fun. Other than that it didn't look all that different. We ended up taking forever to get through Texas because of traffic and other little things. The trip through Texas was so stressful that, as soon as we hit the Louisiana state line, my son shouts "We escaped Texas!!!" It definitely felt like an escape to all of us. Nothing against Texas. I'm a big fan of the state. We were just ready to be here.
Sunday we spent the day with my entire family, minus one cousin, at my grandmother's house. Since some of the people have to work for Christmas, we did it this past weekend. I haven't experienced this in so long and it really wasn't all that different from when we were younger. Family visited. We all ate too much. Games were played. Overall, it was a really wonderful day. There were a few moments I could have done without but it was worth it. Actually, seeing how happy my grandmother was to have everyone there and watching my grandfather get choked up over his Christmas gift(a frame with a picture of him as well as my dad and uncles all in uniform when they were younger) made it all so worth it.
As if that wasn't enough, I was given a gift that day that will hopefully be passed down to my son and on and on. My grandmother has always been a quilter as was my great-grandmother. When they were married, my parents had quilts on the beds that they were given and my sisters and I all had baby quilts. Mine was big enough that I slept with it until I was in my 20's and it was falling apart from use. After my great-grandmother died, most of the quilts went to my grandparents. I have loved them and the history and time they represented since I was 13 or so. I have been saying since my later high school years that I wanted one. My grandmother always just smiled and we moved on. She made lots of quilts and it was always the same story. Well Saturday she told me she had something to show me and started showing me this great quilt I recognized the squares as being fabrics I had seen all my life. Some had been used in clothes for my sisters and I. Some had been from my great-grandmother's scrap collection and others my grandmothers. As usual I was awed and loving it when, to my complete shock, she told me it was mine. She had made the top for it and then had some women she was friends with do the rest. The top part is what would matter anyway as that is where the love and sentimental value is. What got me is she did all of that specifically for me because she knew how much I wanted one. I always thought I might eventually inherit one of the older ones. It never occurred to me that one day I would have one of my very own. It wasn't a Christmas gift, just something she wanted me to have. It was also a big secret everyone had kept from me. If I didn't get another gift this year, that would be more than enough. Even now I get tears in my eyes thinking about it. I'll post pictures of it later.
Today I learned two things. I learned that when you are a kid, some things just seem so much bigger and I also learned that some people just won't change no matter how hard you wish they would. I would have been perfectly fine not learning the second one but oh well.
The bigger thing came when I ran by my mom's house to drop something off. She recently moved back to where we lived from mid 4th grade to mid 6th or 7th grade. As we pulled into the trailer park, I noticed that the walk we used to get to the bus stop all those years was much shorter than I remembered. In fact, the entire place was much smaller. The place was our playground for all of those years and the yards seemed so big and the walk so long. Now it all is just really small. I was amazed at how much my perception had changed.
I don't feel like getting into the other thing right now. Maybe a little later when I'm not tired and still sensitive about it.
The best part of my day, aside from buying stuff for my son with someone else's money and getting to eat my step-mom's awesome cooking again, was going to see Christmas lights. It was so much fun. Some were just as awesome as I remembered and some were so much less. I don't think the less was perception because my step-mom felt the same way. I felt like a kid again. So many of my few good memories are from this time of year and I have been enjoying reliving them again with my own son. I will post some of the pictures from the lights when I'm home as well.
I am really grateful that my husband agreed to come this Christmas. I don't think he will ever fully understand how much it means to me. I'm so blessed.
Every year people look forward to the Christmas movies and I'm not different but I defintiely look forward to certain commercials as well. My two favorites are for Hershey Kisses and Toys for Tots.
This one for Toys for Tots always gets to me. It's simple but says all it needs to and it's just really touching. I always look forward to it.
This is the classic Hershey kiss holiday commercial and it isn't spectacular or touching but it is cute and fun. I love it.
Now this year there are two commercials that were hits in my house. One for the hilarity and one because it is touching.
This one was around last year but this year they added the trampoline and slap and it killed my son. He went into hysterics when he saw it. Now I like seeing it just to see him laugh.
This is another for Toys for Tots but it really got me because I get it. A year or two after my parents split up my mom sat me down a few days before Christmas and told me there was no Santa and there was no way we were going to have presents for Christmas. Well it was more like I wasn't. I wasn't allowed to tell my sisters and basically my Christmas was set to suck from there. I will never forget walking into the living room and seeing all of the gifts under the tree. The people in our church got together and bought us all gifts. Even then I knew how big of a deal this was and this commercial just reminds me of the joy that those acts of kindness give people who pretty much have no hope. It's one of the reasons we try to make a point to help out at least one family a year. I hate that we haven't been able to do as much this year but every little penny helps.
This one for Toys for Tots always gets to me. It's simple but says all it needs to and it's just really touching. I always look forward to it.
This is the classic Hershey kiss holiday commercial and it isn't spectacular or touching but it is cute and fun. I love it.
Now this year there are two commercials that were hits in my house. One for the hilarity and one because it is touching.
This one was around last year but this year they added the trampoline and slap and it killed my son. He went into hysterics when he saw it. Now I like seeing it just to see him laugh.
This is another for Toys for Tots but it really got me because I get it. A year or two after my parents split up my mom sat me down a few days before Christmas and told me there was no Santa and there was no way we were going to have presents for Christmas. Well it was more like I wasn't. I wasn't allowed to tell my sisters and basically my Christmas was set to suck from there. I will never forget walking into the living room and seeing all of the gifts under the tree. The people in our church got together and bought us all gifts. Even then I knew how big of a deal this was and this commercial just reminds me of the joy that those acts of kindness give people who pretty much have no hope. It's one of the reasons we try to make a point to help out at least one family a year. I hate that we haven't been able to do as much this year but every little penny helps.
When we moved here we knew that the winter was going to require some big adjustments for us. I was so confident we wouldn't have any issues with adjusting to the cold then we got here and I was sure I would freeze to death. It wasn't the cold as much as the wind. Well I'm here and it's cold and guess what, I'm not frozen to death. Don't get me wrong, it's cold. This morning it was 19 degrees when I brought my son to school and the ground is covered in several inches of snow for the third day in a row. In a few hours we are expecting some freezing rain. So as I was walking home from the school and had to stop to let traffic pass. Someone offered to let me cross but the snowy/slushy road is slippery so I let them go because it was almost bell time and they were dropping kids off. I didn't want to slow them down or to hurry myself and bust my butt. As I was standing there I realized that it didn't feel all that cold. I looked up at the big sign and saw that it was 19 degrees and was shocked. Sure, if it was windy it would have felt colder but, coming from 80 degree weather on average even this time of year, it should have felt worse. Now I'm not sure if I will get as used to the snow that doesn't go away but I'm trying. I will say we need to get a snow shovel. We are just used to snow that melts the day after it falls.
Just as I'm getting used to this we are leaving to warmer weather. I was talking to my sister so I could get the weather in SW Louisiana for next week. Her husband is a meteorologist and is a really good one so I trust him way more than the weather channel. He's in the background when she asks him about the weather and I hear him say "Cold on Sunday and Monday then moderate the rest of the week." I asked my sister what cold meant because it was in the teens here at the time. He responded with in the 40's. I remember when that used to be cold. In fact my other sister is coming from Florida and to her that is cold. Definitely going to be interesting. I'm getting excited for the holidays and not going to think about the fact that they might have a white Christmas here.
Just as I'm getting used to this we are leaving to warmer weather. I was talking to my sister so I could get the weather in SW Louisiana for next week. Her husband is a meteorologist and is a really good one so I trust him way more than the weather channel. He's in the background when she asks him about the weather and I hear him say "Cold on Sunday and Monday then moderate the rest of the week." I asked my sister what cold meant because it was in the teens here at the time. He responded with in the 40's. I remember when that used to be cold. In fact my other sister is coming from Florida and to her that is cold. Definitely going to be interesting. I'm getting excited for the holidays and not going to think about the fact that they might have a white Christmas here.
I have had a very interesting day and am really just very happy right now.
When I woke up at 5:45 I noticed that it was unusually bright. I looked out the window and that was when I saw that the world was covered in a gorgeous blanket of white. It had already snowed at least a good inch and was still coming down pretty good. Now I'm from the south so this would usually mean that everything was going to be closed and life as we knew it came to a halt. I say this but I only remember it snowing once when I was a child. It was that way when it snowed in South Carolina though. Unfortunately a few inches of snow isn't enough to stop the world here so I had to get my son ready for school. It was a bit of a struggle because all he wanted was to go outside and play.
It turns out that the mighty army can be delayed by a few inches of snow. My husband was told work was postponed until 1300 and since my son had an appointment not long after that time he pretty much had the day off. Of course they couldn't have called him before he was halfway to work but that's ok We spent the morning finishing a Christmas gift and just hanging out together.It was really night to have that time with just us.
After lunch we dragged ourselves out into the snow to go to my son's appointment. I have never been in a car when this much snow is down and I have to say it wasn't as bad as I expected. I love our car with it's traction control and my husband is a great driver in the snow. After the appointment we went to the library and signed up for library cards. In a matter of 5 minutes I had picked up about 8 books that I will devour over the next two weeks I have to relax. My son picked out two and I am sure that he will totally enjoy them.
We have only been home a few minutes and I have already had an interesting time. I got to wrap my son's gift for his dad. It was a first in the fact that all I did was send him to school with some money and he picked it out himself. After we finished, my husband helped him wrap his gift for me. He was so excited. My sister called just after that to tell me that she had her ultrasound and she is having another boy. She was a little disappointed because she was wanting a little girl to play dress up with but I'm sure she will be thrilled in time.
My day of fun is nowhere near over. I'm going to get off of here and go teach my little man how to make snow angels and probably get pelted with several sow balls in the process. I'm sure I will eventually get rid of the snow but today it has just made everything feel more Christmasy. I'll have to enjoy it while I can because my actual Christmas will be warm.
YAY for snow!
When I woke up at 5:45 I noticed that it was unusually bright. I looked out the window and that was when I saw that the world was covered in a gorgeous blanket of white. It had already snowed at least a good inch and was still coming down pretty good. Now I'm from the south so this would usually mean that everything was going to be closed and life as we knew it came to a halt. I say this but I only remember it snowing once when I was a child. It was that way when it snowed in South Carolina though. Unfortunately a few inches of snow isn't enough to stop the world here so I had to get my son ready for school. It was a bit of a struggle because all he wanted was to go outside and play.
It turns out that the mighty army can be delayed by a few inches of snow. My husband was told work was postponed until 1300 and since my son had an appointment not long after that time he pretty much had the day off. Of course they couldn't have called him before he was halfway to work but that's ok We spent the morning finishing a Christmas gift and just hanging out together.It was really night to have that time with just us.
After lunch we dragged ourselves out into the snow to go to my son's appointment. I have never been in a car when this much snow is down and I have to say it wasn't as bad as I expected. I love our car with it's traction control and my husband is a great driver in the snow. After the appointment we went to the library and signed up for library cards. In a matter of 5 minutes I had picked up about 8 books that I will devour over the next two weeks I have to relax. My son picked out two and I am sure that he will totally enjoy them.
We have only been home a few minutes and I have already had an interesting time. I got to wrap my son's gift for his dad. It was a first in the fact that all I did was send him to school with some money and he picked it out himself. After we finished, my husband helped him wrap his gift for me. He was so excited. My sister called just after that to tell me that she had her ultrasound and she is having another boy. She was a little disappointed because she was wanting a little girl to play dress up with but I'm sure she will be thrilled in time.
My day of fun is nowhere near over. I'm going to get off of here and go teach my little man how to make snow angels and probably get pelted with several sow balls in the process. I'm sure I will eventually get rid of the snow but today it has just made everything feel more Christmasy. I'll have to enjoy it while I can because my actual Christmas will be warm.
YAY for snow!
I'm listening to my husband and son playing and am reminded just how blessed I am to have them. I feel especially blessed to have my husband home for Christmas again this year. I'm holding tight to all of these laughs and memories we are making. I haven't done any Christmas shopping without my husband being with me because I know that next year I will more than likely be doing it all alone. This season is going to be filled with so many moments I wish I could just push pause on and restart later on when we will need them.
I hope that everyone is having a blessed holiday season and can look forward to the next year with at least a little hope.
I hope that everyone is having a blessed holiday season and can look forward to the next year with at least a little hope.
This has definitely been a nice week for me. I saw my first big snow here in Kansas. We had some a week or two ago but it wasn't as much or as interesting as the snow we had Tuesday. It was coming down and being blown all over by the heavy winds and it made for an interesting site. It was really different being out in the snow. I am from the south and everything always seemed to shut down when the littlest bit of snow fell. Not here. Life went on like nothing was happening, you just dress a little warmer and drive a little slower.
Tuesday was a big day for me. I had my first doctors appointment here and that's always a scary thing for me. Even as a little girl I didn't do well with meeting a new doctor. My mom said that when I met the doctor who would be my pediatrician for the next 13 years I threw up on him. I wasn't sick. It was pure nerves. I don't throw up on them anymore but my blood pressure went up a bit because of it. Once again that turned out to be an unnecessary worry. My new doctor is totally sweet and wonderful. She loves to talk and makes you feel like you are visiting with a friend but one that can help make you feel better. We went through my list of medicines so she could understand why I need them before putting them in the system here. The night before I had the appointment I had some intense muscle spasms on my abdomen on the lower left side. She said I had a hernia and freaked me out with her wording a little but basically it's all good. Just taking it easy for a few days then life back to normal. The big part of the appointment was when it came time to address my asking for a referral to the surgical weight loss center here.
Now let me tell you something. I knew I was pushing it as she had never seen me before and when she mentioned that she was pretty much against surgery unless it is necessary I thought I was screwed. I will give her credit. Putting aside her personal feelings on the subject, she listened to my reasons why I want the surgery and took into account that I had been in the program in Hawaii and that my other doctor agreed I was a good candidate. She asked me a million questions to make sure I knew what I was in for the good and the bad. I even managed to impress her because I had talked to the people in the program here so I knew what they needed from me too. In the end she was happy enough with my reasons why and could even sympathize because she herself is morbidly obese. What she feels is a major difference in our situations is that she has not lost any of her ability to function normally on a daily basis and I have noticed a gradual decrease in how well I function. I will admit that is the one thing that has bothered me most. She put in for the referral so it could be as soon February or March I'm guessing. They go through things really fast.
Note:As I was typing I got a phone call and was told the referral didn't go through for whatever reason. They are going to put it in again. Apparently it's an issue they have with their system. I refuse to give up hope that it's going to go any way other than planned.
Aside from all of that, not much has been going on. My son has developed an attitude problem that is determined to drive me up the wall. My husband is working late every night and oddly it isn't bothering me. Don't get me wrong, I miss the time we spend together in the evening but it's just something I am getting used to not having it. It's a good thing though. We have the Battalion Christmas Part tomorrow night. I have met maybe 5 people from the battalion in passing and only two have I spent any amount of time. I get the feeling this is going to be a big party but I'm not sure. Hopefully it will be fun.
Only one week until Christmas. This year is going to be a bit crazy but hopefully good for me. What makes this year so special, aside from my husband getting to be home again, is that we are actually going to my dad's house for the week. I haven't celebrated Christmas with my family since 1997 so it is a big deal. My son will get to have the holiday with his maw maw and paw paw and I get to do all of the fun things with him that we did when I was a kid. I was sitting here the other night thinking and mentioned to my husband that we should go look at Christmas lights around here when I had a lightbulb moment and totally freaked out on him. Poor guy was so confused why I suddenly got so excited and needed the phone but he obliged. What I had remembered is that every year we went looking at Christmas lights and there were two families that just went all out with the light displays. It used to be one of the highlights of the holiday season. My stepmom assured me that they still did it and said she had planned on taking my son and my nephew to see them. No way they are going without us at least following them. I am so excited. I really hope it all goes well. My family is known for being a bit of a downer but the holidays are really a special time for them so hopefully I won't be disappointed.
The only part of the week I'm nervous about is Christmas day. I don't have the best relationship with my mom and to say that my son really doesn't know her wouldn't be stretching the truth. I love her but sometimes she is more than I can handle and she has never made a big point of getting to know my son. This year my dad and stepmom have to work and I got the idea that we would go to my mom's on Christmas day. I don't know what made me want to do this. Whatever the reason, it's done. My mom is excited and I'm actually looking forward to it. Hopefully everyone will have fun. I think what I want from it most of all is a good memory because I don't have a whole lot of those to hold on to. I think it should be fine. I'm hoping it will.
SO anyway, here is the schedule so far.
Saturday, Dec. 20~ We are driving from Kansas to Louisiana. It looks like a 13 hour drive for where we are going. When we get there we have to make sure everything is ready for the next day which includes me putting a last minute present together.
Sunday, Dec. 21~We take the 2 hour drive up to my grandparents where the entire family(minus one grandchild who is serving in Korea) will be together to do our big Christmas celebration. This includes my grandparents, their 3 sons and their wives, 9 grandchildren(6 bio, 3 married in) and 3 great grandchildren. Also we can expect my great aunt and her husband and at least one of her daughters and grandchild to probably drop by to see everyone. Yeah...it's going to be nuts. I expect my paw paw to go hide at some point. We will eat a big meal, exchange gifts, cleanup, and probably play a game at some point. I am so looking forward to it. At some point we will drive back to my dad's house and probably all crash.
Monday, Dec. 22~ I have been informed by my sister that my child will be kidnapped by his grandmother(my stepmom) for the day and we are going to be told to go away and come back late. So far all I see us doing is going to Olive Garden with my sis and her hubby and maybe doing some shopping for my son. His grandmother on hubby's side is sending a gift card so I might just shop for him then. At some point I might dump my hubby and go to starbucks with just my sister. It's something we like to do and haven't done since July. We also might go see my cousin for a little while this day too.
Tues, Dec. 23~ So far there are no real plans for this day. I hope to get to spend some time visiting with my sister and stepmom. The only thing on the agenda is dinner with my cousin and her son to celebrate his 8th birthday. It's exciting. My dad is working but hopefully will get to meet us there.Santa cookies will also probably be made this day.
Wed. Dec. 24~This day will be spent prepping for dinner that night as my stepmom is insisting on cooking a big dinner. It is also my parents anniversary and I am hoping we will be able to scheme up a little something to surprise them with.A cake at least. They never make a big deal out of it but we want to do a little something. After dinner we will open all of our gifts, which will take forever it sounds like. They have gone insane shopping for my son and my sister's son. After we get the kids calm enough and in bed then we will hang out until we can play Santa. I'm expecting very little sleep this night.
Thurs. Dec. 25~We get to wake up at 4:30 in the morning so my dad can watch my son open his "Santa" gifts and spend time with all of us before he has to go into work. I'm not sure what time we are going to my mom's. I'm guessing late morning. We will head over there and I will help my mom. I have been wrangled into making a no bake sugar free cheese cake. I see us spending most of the day there.
Friday and Saturday Are our last days there and I have no idea what we are doing. Hopefully relaxing and visiting as my dad is finally off. We are scheduled to drive back Sunday as of right now.
Is it a wonder I'm so tired just thinking about it all?
Tuesday was a big day for me. I had my first doctors appointment here and that's always a scary thing for me. Even as a little girl I didn't do well with meeting a new doctor. My mom said that when I met the doctor who would be my pediatrician for the next 13 years I threw up on him. I wasn't sick. It was pure nerves. I don't throw up on them anymore but my blood pressure went up a bit because of it. Once again that turned out to be an unnecessary worry. My new doctor is totally sweet and wonderful. She loves to talk and makes you feel like you are visiting with a friend but one that can help make you feel better. We went through my list of medicines so she could understand why I need them before putting them in the system here. The night before I had the appointment I had some intense muscle spasms on my abdomen on the lower left side. She said I had a hernia and freaked me out with her wording a little but basically it's all good. Just taking it easy for a few days then life back to normal. The big part of the appointment was when it came time to address my asking for a referral to the surgical weight loss center here.
Now let me tell you something. I knew I was pushing it as she had never seen me before and when she mentioned that she was pretty much against surgery unless it is necessary I thought I was screwed. I will give her credit. Putting aside her personal feelings on the subject, she listened to my reasons why I want the surgery and took into account that I had been in the program in Hawaii and that my other doctor agreed I was a good candidate. She asked me a million questions to make sure I knew what I was in for the good and the bad. I even managed to impress her because I had talked to the people in the program here so I knew what they needed from me too. In the end she was happy enough with my reasons why and could even sympathize because she herself is morbidly obese. What she feels is a major difference in our situations is that she has not lost any of her ability to function normally on a daily basis and I have noticed a gradual decrease in how well I function. I will admit that is the one thing that has bothered me most. She put in for the referral so it could be as soon February or March I'm guessing. They go through things really fast.
Note:As I was typing I got a phone call and was told the referral didn't go through for whatever reason. They are going to put it in again. Apparently it's an issue they have with their system. I refuse to give up hope that it's going to go any way other than planned.
Aside from all of that, not much has been going on. My son has developed an attitude problem that is determined to drive me up the wall. My husband is working late every night and oddly it isn't bothering me. Don't get me wrong, I miss the time we spend together in the evening but it's just something I am getting used to not having it. It's a good thing though. We have the Battalion Christmas Part tomorrow night. I have met maybe 5 people from the battalion in passing and only two have I spent any amount of time. I get the feeling this is going to be a big party but I'm not sure. Hopefully it will be fun.
Only one week until Christmas. This year is going to be a bit crazy but hopefully good for me. What makes this year so special, aside from my husband getting to be home again, is that we are actually going to my dad's house for the week. I haven't celebrated Christmas with my family since 1997 so it is a big deal. My son will get to have the holiday with his maw maw and paw paw and I get to do all of the fun things with him that we did when I was a kid. I was sitting here the other night thinking and mentioned to my husband that we should go look at Christmas lights around here when I had a lightbulb moment and totally freaked out on him. Poor guy was so confused why I suddenly got so excited and needed the phone but he obliged. What I had remembered is that every year we went looking at Christmas lights and there were two families that just went all out with the light displays. It used to be one of the highlights of the holiday season. My stepmom assured me that they still did it and said she had planned on taking my son and my nephew to see them. No way they are going without us at least following them. I am so excited. I really hope it all goes well. My family is known for being a bit of a downer but the holidays are really a special time for them so hopefully I won't be disappointed.
The only part of the week I'm nervous about is Christmas day. I don't have the best relationship with my mom and to say that my son really doesn't know her wouldn't be stretching the truth. I love her but sometimes she is more than I can handle and she has never made a big point of getting to know my son. This year my dad and stepmom have to work and I got the idea that we would go to my mom's on Christmas day. I don't know what made me want to do this. Whatever the reason, it's done. My mom is excited and I'm actually looking forward to it. Hopefully everyone will have fun. I think what I want from it most of all is a good memory because I don't have a whole lot of those to hold on to. I think it should be fine. I'm hoping it will.
SO anyway, here is the schedule so far.
Saturday, Dec. 20~ We are driving from Kansas to Louisiana. It looks like a 13 hour drive for where we are going. When we get there we have to make sure everything is ready for the next day which includes me putting a last minute present together.
Sunday, Dec. 21~We take the 2 hour drive up to my grandparents where the entire family(minus one grandchild who is serving in Korea) will be together to do our big Christmas celebration. This includes my grandparents, their 3 sons and their wives, 9 grandchildren(6 bio, 3 married in) and 3 great grandchildren. Also we can expect my great aunt and her husband and at least one of her daughters and grandchild to probably drop by to see everyone. Yeah...it's going to be nuts. I expect my paw paw to go hide at some point. We will eat a big meal, exchange gifts, cleanup, and probably play a game at some point. I am so looking forward to it. At some point we will drive back to my dad's house and probably all crash.
Monday, Dec. 22~ I have been informed by my sister that my child will be kidnapped by his grandmother(my stepmom) for the day and we are going to be told to go away and come back late. So far all I see us doing is going to Olive Garden with my sis and her hubby and maybe doing some shopping for my son. His grandmother on hubby's side is sending a gift card so I might just shop for him then. At some point I might dump my hubby and go to starbucks with just my sister. It's something we like to do and haven't done since July. We also might go see my cousin for a little while this day too.
Tues, Dec. 23~ So far there are no real plans for this day. I hope to get to spend some time visiting with my sister and stepmom. The only thing on the agenda is dinner with my cousin and her son to celebrate his 8th birthday. It's exciting. My dad is working but hopefully will get to meet us there.Santa cookies will also probably be made this day.
Wed. Dec. 24~This day will be spent prepping for dinner that night as my stepmom is insisting on cooking a big dinner. It is also my parents anniversary and I am hoping we will be able to scheme up a little something to surprise them with.A cake at least. They never make a big deal out of it but we want to do a little something. After dinner we will open all of our gifts, which will take forever it sounds like. They have gone insane shopping for my son and my sister's son. After we get the kids calm enough and in bed then we will hang out until we can play Santa. I'm expecting very little sleep this night.
Thurs. Dec. 25~We get to wake up at 4:30 in the morning so my dad can watch my son open his "Santa" gifts and spend time with all of us before he has to go into work. I'm not sure what time we are going to my mom's. I'm guessing late morning. We will head over there and I will help my mom. I have been wrangled into making a no bake sugar free cheese cake. I see us spending most of the day there.
Friday and Saturday Are our last days there and I have no idea what we are doing. Hopefully relaxing and visiting as my dad is finally off. We are scheduled to drive back Sunday as of right now.
Is it a wonder I'm so tired just thinking about it all?
The sun is a deceptive thing. It shines brightly and beautifully, all the while calling to you "come and play in my warmth." What it fails to mention is that you aren't in Hawaii anymore and it's 33 degrees outside. It also fails to mention the 25 mph winds that are going to make it feel more like 20 degrees and that the wind will sting your cheeks and steal away your breath.
Yeah...the sun is a deceptive thing.
Yeah...the sun is a deceptive thing.
It never fails that kid snots usually lead to mom snots. Somehow I've managed to avoid that the last few times that my son had a cold but this time it got me. Both his dad and I have a cold and, as usual, it seems to be hitting me the worst. I think it's probably because I was used as a tissue a few more times than daddy but oh well. Hopefully today was the worst day.
Yesterday my baby turned 8 years old. I can't believe that he is already 8. I can't figure out where all of the time went. I love him so much and he just seems to find a new way every day to make me smile.All week he kept saying that he wouldn't have to use the booster seat after he turned 8 but all day yesterday he kept riding in it. I'm guessing he just wasn't ready to give it up yet. That's fine with me because I'm not ready for him to grow up just yet.
Yesterday my baby turned 8 years old. I can't believe that he is already 8. I can't figure out where all of the time went. I love him so much and he just seems to find a new way every day to make me smile.All week he kept saying that he wouldn't have to use the booster seat after he turned 8 but all day yesterday he kept riding in it. I'm guessing he just wasn't ready to give it up yet. That's fine with me because I'm not ready for him to grow up just yet.