Saturday, January 07, 2017


We did so much things! How to even. I'm going to have to go back and take this chronologically.

It has been snowy and bright and I have been bombing around town in my 4-wheel drive and my winter tires, wearing my parka and my excellent snow boots, all like Yes this is the weather I understand, I can cope with this. It is so SUNNY and everyone else is complaining but like I am not even wearing a scarf! BUT! It has been too cold to make snowmen! The snow doesn't pack! So we made snowmen out of playdough.

Lookit them creepers.

We went to the holiday train at the garden center!

This is the one you ride on.

We went to the holiday train at the other garden center!

This one, you just look at and exclaim about its tiny marvelousness.

I took out ALL our nativity sets one day (we have FOUR).

We made ornaments of all sorts.

I cut some trees out of posterboard and gave the girls some glitter pens and whatall. Pompoms and scraps of lace and things.

Geneva has never been allowed freedom of glue bottle, and she was drunk on her power. 'Just one more fing I need to gwew on.'



Grandma took Eleanor and her cousin (and their moms) to The Nutcracker!

'Look, you can fold yourself up like a sandwich!'

We went out afterwards to White Spot and Eleanor got her first Pirate Pak, with which she was well pleased.

Look at these two turtledoves.

We did Grinching, hot chocolate, and stockings at our place on the 23rd

and then went to my parents' on the 24th.

Let me tell you this. I thought it was going so much of a muchness being near family (both families! ALLLLL families) over Christmas but it turns out that not having to carry an entire holiday yourself, just showing up somewhere with armloads of gifts and, like, an enormous cheese platter, it's so relaxing.

Also relaxing is when your mom gets three children their own playmobil and then silence reigns for like an HOUR while they put all the tiny persons in their tiny beds and set the tiny dishes on the tiny table.

We did Christmas morning at our house, which didn't take long because the girls each got a book, and then they had an ornament to open together (it was a MERMAID because I'm taking them to THE LITTLE MERMAID later this month!) and a board game!

And then we just bumped over to Joel's parents' for brunch! And MORE stockings!

Yessssss tear into it.

Present supervision.

Thank-you hugs.

Balloon fights!

Geneva is never taking this backpack off.

Eleanor on Boxing Day is always like OK, This is the day we put things into boxes! And so both girls box up their ornaments and then Eleanor's like, Can we help you with yours? GENEVA, today you get to HANDLE MOM'S ORNAMENTS. So we did that and then went to Joel's extended family gathering in the evening, and it was GREAT because there were SECOND COUSINS GALORE and space to run around in.

And then my extended family gathering was on the 2nd, and I have no pictures of this because I was busy chatting with my cousins while other people took my kids upstairs to pet the dog. And I dunno. I have this latent, like, UGH about family gatherings, but I think it's a holdover from my late teens/early 20s when I was too dumb to appreciate them. Because it was so fun! I was so delighted! All my cousins who used to be so young are now basically my age, how did this happen!

Everything was amazing, basically.

Friday, January 06, 2017

Embiggening all over.

Christmas happened and then a birthday happened and Eleanor turned five

and got a new bed

which means THIS one got a new bed

and also started potty training, and then the day before yesterday she chewed through her last soother and I was like WAIT IT IS TOO MUCH ALL AT ONCE. But, like. It was the last one! So for the last two nights, this brave mcmuffin has slept in her big-girl bed, with no soother.

Or not sleeping, whatever. Everyone is getting so grown.

Wednesday, January 04, 2017

Matching or get out

Matching jams.

Matching mugs.

Matching jams.

Matching playmobils.

Matching jams.

Matching movie faces.


Friday, December 23, 2016

Santas all over.

We are barreling down the pike. CHRISTMAS IS A-COMING. This has been the year of Many Santas. There was a santa at Eleanor's Christmas concert!

I love Geneva's little Applause Hands, she takes applauding so seriously. (This is back when her eye was rill bad still.)

Excellent job concerting, you tiny festive pirate.

There was a santa at Eleanor's field trip to Petey's Country Christmas!

He was the most thorough santa, and there were so many kids waiting, and he just kept talking and talking and his elves kept coming by to let him know the kids had to get to their crafts

and their hot chocolate.

A+ for thoroughness and also setting, grade lowered for lack of expediency.

Last but not at all least, the santa at Dicken's Sweet Shoppe, this bonkers little British Things And Some Food museum downtown. It's free! They have a winter wonderland! It has a horse you can ride!

There's a santa! Which is why we came!

But we stayed for the enormous dollhouse

and the Very British Cows

and the ceiling full of old-timey egg beaters.

Tomorrow we get to be santa, showing up with a bag of gifts and crying HO HO HO. I'm so excited I may die.