Scizzor Time

"I don't need a haircut", he claimed.


I had to show him that indeed it was time but I didn't expect him to like this style so much. And for a side note, you should have seen the wince his dad made upon seeing this new hairdo. If only the camera was nearby...

Keep It Going

Because there are truly twelve days of Christmas, I am not too late in wishing a Merry Christmas to blog readers. Our day was crazy and fun. It all comes and goes too fast, though. So much prep and excitement and there is always a sentimental sad person at the end of Christmas day (sometimes even me). This year it was both my big kids, wishing it would never end.

And even though my husband and I made the "no gift" pack, he still surprised me with the best gift yet.



Me: "It's a...bar mop towel...am I getting a new bar??"
Him: "Well honey, you see, when you sit this close to Bono, he does get pretty sweaty."

Scream. Scream. Another scream and a big hug. Tucked inside were awesome seats to the sold out concert. I LOVE the "no gift" pack!

Aspirations

Sitting around the table tonight and trying to ignore a small boy humming Star Wars incessantly, I asked what the kids wanted to be when they grew up. My middle man said, "Mom, I already said on the microphone at graduation". To clarify I needed to confirm that he was indeed talking about preschool graduation three years ago. And he was. He said then he wanted to be a doctor and that is still what he wants to be. Or work with Bill at Microsoft if the med school stuff doesn't pan out.

Not surprisingly my big fish said a marine biologist. And just like her brother, she had a fall back...a bird breeder. Tweet.

So last I came to the hummer. And good thing I was sitting when he said he wanted to be a spider. At least we'll save some college tuition, right?

Annual Date With My Clara

My growing way too fast girl and I had our annual Nutcracker date this weekend. We couldn't remember if this is four years or five. Regardless, lunch was special, the ballet was wonderful (except for the lady who narrated the ENTIRE show to her toddlers behind us- thanks lady!) and putzing around after the show was fun, too.

I wonder how many more years I can pull this off?

Time to Breathe

It's been a busy few weeks here in our town, how about you? We have had band concerts, Christmas pageants, doctor visits, last minute projects, endless errands, too many house showings (grrr), colds, parties (not complaining there) and daily life on top of it.

Now that the kids are out of school and most of the gifts are procured, wrapped and shipped...I am ready to breathe. It's so good to be in jammies late and not rushing around. Bring on that long awaited baking!

Check Out Green Snail

A very nice woman sent me an email last month wanting to spread the word that she has opened up an online children's consignment shop. In the spirit of going more green with Christmas gift giving, you too should check it out.

Christmas Rush

Here we are amidst the daily grind adding just a few too many things to do...I say every year that I won't go there. I won't get in over my head so that I forget the focus, but it's happened again. I have always been busy but when you forget to give your kids lunch for school...that's pushing it. Perhaps blogging only twice a month reflects the loss of control at the home front as well.

So as I count down the days until we can all be together with nowhere to go (and wishing for that "you have no choice but to stay put" snowstorm... here's a shot of my new little chef who begs me every single day to let him get busy in the kitchen.