Sunday, December 18, 2011

Jesus's Birthday

Scene: Tonight, as we were trying to make dinner come together. John and I are trying to have a conversation about what we have time to make. William chimes in with this:


W: Christmas is celbrating Jesus's birthday, right?
M: (distracted) yes. (continues previous conversation with John about cornbread)
W: Christmas means it is Jesus's birthday?
M: (impatient) yes. (for the record, cornbread is vetoed due to time constraints
W: (puzzled look)


W: So how old will Jesus be on his birthday this year?

Both Mom and Dad stop previous dinner conversation and send frantic signals to the other indicating "YOU answer this one" and "It is SO your turn to field this one"

Hello, little one

Little bumps this morning made today so sweet!

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Friday, December 16, 2011

Christmas elves

Here are the cute little elves that showed up to help us hang lights on our house. One Saturday before thanksgiving, we pulled onto our street and saw our next door neighbors hanging their lights. John and looked at each other and mentally rearranged the rest of our afternoon. We didn't even fight it. At least it was a beautiful afternoon to be outside!

Ben's quilt

My nephew Ben turned 13 last month! Officially a teenager! To celebrate, I whipped up this big quilt. The first I tire shows the quilt and the next are my wonderful quilt holding helpers!

November- first braids

Amelia's hair is finally long enough for me to braid it! Even more important, she LET me!

Proof:

Friday, December 9, 2011

What do you think?

William: Mama?
Me: Yes?
William: Is Santa nocturnal?
Me:............

How do you even answer that?

Barbie and her...

At the gym childcare area last week, Amelia picked up a coloring page on her way out. Walking to the van, we had the following conversation:

Amelia: It's Barbie.
Me: yep. What is she doing?
Amelia: She's holding her bear.
Me: oh? Who is she with? Where is she?
Amelia: she is with her daddy. This is Barbie and her Daddy. They are at the toy store.
Me: (laughing, trying not to show it)


I mean, really, who else would be with Barbie? What does a two year old need with Ken anyway? They should make a Barbie's daddy doll, shouldn't they?