Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christmas Wrap(up)

I loved this Christmas. I mean, I always love Christmas, who doesn't? Well, the Grinch doesn't, I guess. Oh, and Ebenezer Scrooge doesn't either. And the Heat Miser certainly had something against the day . . . wait. Where was I going with this?

Ah, right. I loved this Christmas. The Salad got it this year. They enjoyed the crafty part of the holiday that I enjoy so much. They helped me choose presents for Daddy, including a meat thermometer and a new extension cord. They got right in there with tape and wrapping paper. They loved driving around to look at the lights, singing the songs, eating the cookies, drinking the hot chocolate and watching the holiday specials. Frosty the Snowman was hands down our favorite show and song. M has every word memorized, and with his impeccable timing, shouts "I'll be back on Christmas Eve!" at the exact right moment. The girls loved their twirly dresses and sparkly red shoes. They almost made it through Mass without being scoochy. We made baby Jesus a birthday cake*, as a reminder of what the holiday is really about. When a baby cried during Christmas Eve service, A leaned over in her hoarse whisper and asked, "Is that baby Jesus crying?"
After each present, M said with heart warming gratitude, "Oh, thank you Santa! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Of course it sounded more like this, "Oh, sank you Santa! Sank you, sank you, sank you!"

S screamed with excitement after each gift, "This is just what I wanted!"

And just before bed, S gave R the best gift ever, "Thank you for Christmas, Daddy. Thank you for working to make it great."

As Rachel Zoe would say when she loves something with all of her heart, "Literally, I die."

Monday, December 6, 2010

Hide and Seek

We've been playing a lot of hide and seek lately. The Salad is still working on the finer points of play. Like not making any noise while you hide. Or not telling the seeker where you are going to hide. Or not hiding in very obvious places, like the middle of the living room floor. We also have to work on our counting . . . 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, eleventeen, 12 . . .