Season Finale

Well, our Christmas season is winding down and I have to say it has been one of my most memorable ones. Namely, because our children have gotten along with us and themselves pretty much the best they ever have. So much more enjoyable for all of us concerned. I felt crappy much of Christmas eve and Christmas day having come down with a rotten, sneezing cold. Today I feel so much better, although my head is still full of it.

Wanted to share my most awesome(or at least I think so) last minute gift for Anna(I was her secret Santa). I decided this was the perfect gift for Anna after visiting the Pioneer Woman's website and seeing her children's version of the Nativity. With only 1 evening to do the entire manager scene, I powered it out in ~ 4 hrs. Whew! I went to bed feeling good about the whole project only to wake the next morning to realize I had made all the wise men's faces the same color. Then, on the way back home I realized I had left the tails off the sheep and the lone ox in the scene perhaps, looks a little "cow-like" just like P-dubs kids set. lol

Oh well.. without further ado...the Nativity.

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Twas the night before....

Tradition.

My little holiday village is set up every year by none other than Trevor.

For years now, it has been his job to place the houses, people, trees, snow and candy canes. Bittersweet this year, as he is getting older and now it has become somewhat of a chore.

But, ahh were the days when he excitedly pulled out each piece, remarking which house he liked the best, looking at the people and houses that Aaron and Laurie helped me paint. He actually painted the grist mill(I helped him clean the lines up, but he did the majority). When he was four, he would push the dining room bench up to the buffet and rearrange the people and cars with his little mind in imagination land. Yes, maybe next year I will find those pictures of him playing. So sweet and such fond memories.

I guess next year I will have to see if he will continue the tradition, or will I have to assume the duty.

My family is complete, everybody's here now with Laurie and Aaron home. The house is full of lively conversation and cheer! Merry Christmas to all.

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♪♪♪Fa la la la la... la la.. la la! ♪♪♪

Well here it is, December 17 and I am running out of time.

I have most of my shopping done, with the exception of a few gifts.

Unfortunately, I cannot for the life of me think of something to make or much less buy for said persons.

On a happier note, I am listening to Christmas cd's, which are filling me with holiday cheer.

Time for an eggnog, me thinks.

Cheers!

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Baby, it's cold outside

Well, that is if you consider 46 degrees cold. I happen to think it's considered on the cool side, which is why I am in my flannel pj's and hoodie. Quite toasty am I.

Last week when it rained, we saw lightning and heard thunder. Wive's tales say when it lightnings in December, you will see snow(or I think it does). So I'm waiting for this to happen. This month, say Christmas eve, that would be dang near perfect timing if you ask me.

Wilmington has only seen snow on Christmas eve one time in the last twenty years. 1989. Aaron was 2, Laurie 6. It was the most magical Christmas ever. Big snow flakes that drifted down, falling for hours. A foot or more I do believe fell that day. The kids went outside laughing, falling down, making snowballs and in general, were just amazed at all the snow. Since then, we've had a few small snow events but nothing like 1989.

So, I think a repeat of 1989 is in order. I'd sure like to see some cute little snowflakes gently falling from the sky, sticking to the ground and causing everything to come to a standstill.

Quiet and snow kinda go together, don't they?

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