Is it insanity?

When I had just one little body to watch over, I was a lot more patient. I was able to handle messes because I could watch and control them. Then came #2 and things just got exponentially messier. More messes and the messes were much, much bigger. So, why should it surprise me that when we put a gingerbread house together that the boys would stick their fingers in the icing and lick all the candy before they put it on the house. I mean, would we really have people over who would expect a perfect and non-child put together Gingerbread house? So, one definition of insanity is "unreasonableness". And Yes, I would say it was insane of me to expect 2 little boys to not get messy, not stick their fingers in the icing and not try to eat all the candy. Maybe it's because I was hoping to have one project completed with minimal interruption. I might have to wait a few years for that one :)

Maybe next year I'll do better..

She's mobile

And yes, she just keeps on moving. I get very amused how she scoots over to the boys and tries to get involved with their activities. James then has to pull her away by her feet. She doesn't seem to mind. She just goes back again.

What a 2 year old sees

What do you get with a two year old, softenening butter and a spice cap? Well, not a clean countertop. As ryan watched me make sandwich cookies, he just couldn't resist making his own with my butter that was softening.

We only made one batch of cookies this year.

It's 8:18 AM on Christmas Eve

And I'm drinking my coffee in my PJ's while the boys watch Curious George, the baby's still sleep and I'm planning my day. I have to make my pumpkin roll, pumpkin pie (from the can), pumpkin bread and maybe oatmeal sandwich cookies, if there's still time and butter left. Christmas Eve dinner tonight will be at my In-Law's and Christmas will be here tomorrow, noonish. All shopping is done, most of my presents are wrapped and I'm excitedly awaiting Christmas morn.

Merry Christmas my dear friends and family. We hope that you enjoy this day with your family!

Mommy's Boo-Boo

What do you get when you try to be sneaky and move things around in the garage? Well, not an ER visit and not even a tetanus shot, but it sure hurts! This is hush hush. I purchased a large item from a sports store but wasn't able to bring it home because the box required an open bed truck or a trailer. So, our good friend James took time out of his saturday and picked up our trailer and drove to get the item and then brought it home. Thank goodness Alex had to work all day so I didn't have to lie and get him out of the house.

I decided to move some things around in the garage and when I moved this jack looking thing, it came crashed down on my thumb and blood started gushing. I'll let you know that as I was moving items I was thinking "I hope I don't hurt myself because then I'd have to have an excuse for Alex". Well, I went upstairs to clean it off and debated going to the dr's office for a tetanus shot. well, it wasn't worth of a doctor's visit, just some neosporin, tylenol and band-aids. When Alex asked what happened, I said I was moving stuff in the garage and then he didn't ask any more. So, the ITEM is still downstairs, hidden and I don't think he suspects anything. So, don't mention anything if you happen to see him, but can ask him after Friday morning.

P.s. I'm okay although it still really hurts

And the Stockings were Hung..

I personally think it would be a lot more fun to hang real stockings i.e. panty hose from the mantle, but I don't think that tradition will take place any time soon. My mom made stockings for me and my siblings many many years ago. I still have mine and love it. It's the perfect size for stuffing lots of goodies in and holds up well too. She has continued this tradition and has made a stocking for all her grandchildren - although I think little Josiah is still awaiting his :O. No pressure mom :) Anyways, ours are hung with care or just push pins in the mantle so the kids can't yank anything on top of their heads and are empty and ready to be filled Christmas Eve.



Stockings might be my favorite part of Christmas. Oh Yes, I definately enjoy me some presents, but a stocking bursting at the seams has its own rewards. I will say that now I know what it's like to be a mom and have the stocking that's the least filled. I always felt bad that my mom's stocking just wasn't as full as ours. I always hoped that there would be a little box from my dad that would make up for it all.


Anyways, there's some tradition to what goes into stockings. Some of these items include socks, toothebrushes, candy, underwear, chocolate and a pair of holiday boxers.

In order of appearance starting with the closest to you, Mine, Ryan, Olivia, James and Alex.
A side note on Alex's: Alex might have given my mom a hard time about making his stocking purple, so she laboriously made him a new cowboy one. However, it was not as big and therefore couldn't hold as much that the purple one made its way to the mantle this year. So thank you mom for all your hard work!!

White Christmas

Yes, I'm dreaming of a white christmas. What are the chances that there will be a foot of snow in Charleston on Christmas Day?? I'm sure stranger things have happened, but I won't hold my breath.

This might be my favorite christmas movie. No wait, It is, for sure. It came on TV the other night so it got recorded. The boys weren't that interested and Alex wasn't either. But that's okay because I could enjoy it all by myself! My favorite part is when the men do the "Sister" song and that always reminds me of my sister. I won't get to watch it with her this year, but maybe in another year to come.

I hope one or some of you will get to enjoy some white this christmas, because all we're getting here is rain.