I Didn’t Have a Rule for This

Yeah, that’s a hoppity-hop on the coffee table.  Sometimes it’s easier to simply accept I’m a bad parent and then run to get my camera. 

It’s okay, Kyla. You will probably grow up perfectly fine.

Did I Mention…

…that Wesley learned to crawl up stairs over Thanksgiving?  I was trying teach him to scoot downstairs safely, but he would have none of it.  Crawling in his sisters’ footsteps, Wesley wants to conquer up.

Oh, Christmas Tree

 

We went out to a local tree farm again this year and brought along friends of ours who are about to have their first Northwest Christmas.  It all starts with the right tree.

 

This was not the right tree.  I write this so I remember this next year.  Bypass the Norway Spruce, Denise!

Sure, it’s tall, beautiful, full, and it’s branches are strong enough to hold up anything.  But this spruce put the “needle” into “pine needle”.  Always test-touch the tree before starting to hack it!  I wore gloves to put the lights and decorations on.

But in spite of a little spruce remorse, we had a wonderful time.  Wesley and his friend Oliver shared the stroller.

 

Piper wore my coat as she was too busy eating her bagels to hear me say (three times) “Remember to bring a rain jacket, Piper!” 

Kyla can’t decide on the perfect tree.

 

The girls waited until we were on Skype with Grandma and Papa to start these shenanigans.  At least I had my camera….

Thankful It Hadn’t All Melted

The turkey was digesting

The whipping cream wasn’t yet ready

Time to go out

On the sleddy-sled-sleddy!

 

Mabel and Piper begin bundling.

 

Ready. Aim. Fire!  Or just sit there I will try to get this sled moving through this wet snow…

 

The snow wasn’t really any help at all going downhill.  Isn’t this something snow should be good at?

 

But snow this wet and heavy did make for a good snowman.  The girls were thrilled to make their first snowman with a mohawk! And Daddy had a great time pelting Mama with snowballs…until I recruited 3 snipers to my side.  Thanks, kids!

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Epilogue.

Three days later.

Much To Be Thankful For

My firstborn.

 

My loving imp.

 

My babe and baby.

Cosmetic Consulting

So, what do you think of this lipstick shade?  We hope you can see it well enough to give feedback.

Homebound

“We advise that drivers stay off the roads today.  If you need to go out, take the bus.”  With the news starting out that way, I decided we should stay home today.  Dwayne and his car, TI (stands for Tropical Island), didn’t even consider staying home, but he made it in safely.  Unfortunately, halfway through the day, Sears decided they couldn’t make it out to repair the dishwasher.  We had to reschedule for Saturday.  I’m glad Mom’s hosting Thanksgiving at her house….

All that blathering to say that it snowed, we stayed, we played.  After lunch, I decided that I could bundle up 3 kids and myself and go explore Wesley’s first snow. 

We started with our scooters, the #111th best snow toy ever.

 

Better than scootering in the snow is climbing trees in the snow!  (Who is this crazy family?)

 

Wesley contemplates tree climbing.  Since he can’t even crawl in this too-big snowsuit, he will have to content himself with contemplation for a long time. (Sus, I was so thankful to find this in the 9-12 months bin!)

 

Finally, Mama had the brainstorm that we should find the sled.  The sled I bought last year when still pregnant with Wes when the snow that was forecasted never materialized.  The sled that the kids will be able to all fit inside far longer than I will be able to pull them.  That sled.

Two thirds of my progeny thought it was a fabulous idea and we explored the entire neighborhood in it.  Thanks, Wesley, for being a good sport anyway.