The Spirit of Christmas

Today I have been really tired all day. Connor and I cuddled up and watched Flintstones Christmas. After the movie was over I didn't want to get up. I told Connor to go play with Aaron and I was going to rest on the couch.

Connor started on a mission. He knew what he wanted to do. I lay on the couch basically oblivious to what he's doing and a little annoyed every time he needed something I'd have to interrupt my resting to answer. He said he needed to make a bell. I told him to stick some things inside an empty water bottle. He shoved an eraser inside a small waterbottle he found and was satisfied with that. He grabbed the santa hat he wore to school earlier and put it on. Then he grabbed a bowl from the kitchen and quickly grabbed his shoes. I told him he couldn't go in the front yard but he could play in the backyard. He said he had to go in the front yard.

This is what he said,

"You don't have any money Mom, so I want to make money for you. I'm going to be like the santas in front of the stores and ring my bell so people give me money that I can give to you"

I was speechless.

Christmas is coming to town!

It really is a fun time of year. Especially since I can use Santa to my advantage. As soon as the boys start to get into it, I just mention the name Santa, and the fight ends. Ahhh the magic of Christmas! Even for Humans!

The decorating fiasco began the day after Thanksgiving. My boys, especially Connor really knows how to use up all my ideas in a day and leave me boggled until the Holiday. I thought I really was prepared buying a bunch of $1 crafts at Hobby Lobby this year BEFORE Thanksgiving was over. Connor raced through each project in a weekend. Now he's asking for more... It's a bit tiring and hard to keep up with!

We have already done the following:

Put up the tree

Put up the lights

Put up all the decorations including stockings

Started 5 Advent Calandars

The Elf is visiting Santa every night

Got the Fireplace working

Made Homemade Gingerbread Cookies and House

Visited Santa






What's Left? Actually I'm pretty impressed with myself doing all this while 8 months pregnant. I really wasn't in the mood, but somehow my kids get me going I guess!

Tis the season!

Imagine:

We are outside in the backyard. A big pile of yellow leaves have been raked into a pile. Connor is pretending to lick a lollypop. He says:

"49, 22, HIKE HIKE HIKE"

He jets across the yard, jumps, and lands dead center in the middle of the pile. He looks at his "lollypop", has a huge pile of leaves held up to his mouth looking like a leaf beard, and screams,

"GOOD GRIEF!"

Ahhhh. The great pumpkin Charlie Brown has been re-lived in our backyard. That's what winter is all about!!!

(Totally worth all of those leaves stuck in the pool pump right now)

Snow or Bust!

Last month my parent's came to visit. Two weeks before they came we had a big rain storm blow through Las Vegas, and up in the mountains got a lot of snow. The first thing I did was call my parents to see if they wanted to take the kids sledding when they came. Both of them said YES immediately. So it was set! We would take a trip up to the snow. The day finally arrived! The boys were pumped and ready to go. So you can only imagine my dissappointment making it all the way to the resort at mount charleston, and there was no snow to be found. Out of some hope of success we pressed on towards the ski resort hoping that not all the snow melted through the hot two weeks we had. Snow began to appear, and when we saw a patetic little pile of snow Aaron would scream out, "SNOW MOMMY SNOW!!!". Sadly I responded "yes Aaron" every time I heard his happy shout. When we arrived at the ski resort we asked about sledding options. They pointed us back in the direction of hopelessness, or so it seemed at the time.

We tried to stay positive and stopped at our normal spot. Under some trees there was a hill with a decent amount of snow that had been sheltered by the shade of the trees. We decided to give it a shot. As we approached the hill, we thought - this could work! It was actually nice not having to trudge through deep snow, and we easily found grassy spots to climb up the hill. EVERYONE but me made it down that hill. Even grandma and grandpa had a try at it. Connor and Aaron went down once together even! Check it out: In the end it ended up a success, and a there was a very relieved Mom!