We've all been christmassing our little hearts out around here. Much like my no-homemade halloween costume vow, I also broke my no-homemade christmas presents vow. I just can't help myself. I won't list them all here (who knows who's lurking around this blog), but suffice to say that our diningroom table has been littered for days with felt, red and green amy butler fabric, jars of applesauce and sparkly ribbons. (Not to mention the 80-odd holiday cards we ordered late and have been manically addressing late at night. Don't be surprised if yours gets to you
after the holiday!) Liam has been making lovely things out of felt and popsicle sticks and Milo made me battle holiday traffic at Gateway yesterday so he could get more beads for his project.
Turns out, I love this part of christmas. It wouldn't
be christmas without late night last minute sewing, and gifts wrapped at the eleventh hour on christmas eve. I admire all y'all who had your cards sent and tree trimmed on the day after Thanksgiving. I do. But there's something about the frizzled last-minuteness of things that's half the fun around here.
Me and the other moms of MICE, getting our holiday spirit on.
Liam and Milo getting ready to decorate Nonny's tree.
Liam fortifying himself with Cafe Sienna pancakes.
Joel and Lucy spend lots of quality time together while I sew and sew.
Lucy and Ruby, Nonny's dog.
(thanks for the pictures Haley!)
2 comments:
Um... is she crawling?! My little lump is just figuring out that he can kick his feet in the air... and tummy time is not cool at all with him ;)
Also... LOVE the red!!
Also also... we ordered new years cards this year if that is any indication of when they might actually get sent out!
Thanks...!
No, she's not crawling. But she'd like to. She is constantly on the move - she shoves her head into the floor and gets up on her toes with her big diaper butt in the air and scoots around. Or she rolls. It's hilarious. I think it's an omen of things to come - the little sister, always trying to keep up.... xoxo
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