Okay so how is it December 23rd already? I’m just not sure how this happened.
It’s been a hundred below zero basically all month, so you would think the month would drag slowly by, but it hasn’t. Here it is, Christmas Eve eve already.
In the midst of our freezing, the kids have been reminiscing a lot about Mexico. I don’t blame them. Ben drew me this picture of me and an iguana in Mexico. The stairs beside us are the stairs to the all-you-can-eat buffet, Ben’s favorite part of Mexico. Mine too, maybe.
Oliver was suggesting we all fly down to Mexico to get warm. I told him it was a brilliant idea, but that it costs a whole lot of money to go to Mexico, and therefore we probably wouldn’t be going again for a few years. He kindly offered me “one money” from his piggybank. So generous, but not quite good enough unfortunately.
I’ve been distracting myself from the cold by keeping busy getting ready for Christmas. I’ve sewed jammie pants and shirts for each of the kids and I’m so excited to give them to them tomorrow evening!
I sewed Ben some slipper’s too. I used Made by Rae’s tutorial, and they came together quickly and easily. I know Ben’s gonna love them! We got him a super cozy housecoat too. Ben loves being cozy and warm!
I sewed my niece and nephew some animal tails, because animal tails are so cute and so fun!
Ivy and I went shopping at Pine Ridge Hollow one evening. We polished off the rest of the Christmas shopping and found some great deals. She only threw one tantrum in the 30 minutes we were there, so a really good shopping trip for her.
I managed to get some sugar cookies made this year. They turned out great and I can’t wait to bring some to my neighbors’ tomorrow.
I yarn-bombed our antlers. They’re so much cooler than they used to be now. Oliver loves them and was super-impressed with my crafting skills.
A few of us have been sick with a weird flu over the last few days, but I think we’re mostly over it. I’m hoping the 50% of the family who didn’t get sick stay healthy, at least until Christmas is over! Last week Ivy puked on me so unexpectedly and so badly- I had puke all throughout my hair, down my jacket, into my shirt, and she had it all over herself. This was, of course, 3 minutes before we had to leave home to pick kids up from preschool. I had to wipe my hair down with a paper towel, tie it in a literally “messy” bun, and head out the door. I left Ivy and my clothes in a puke-y pile in our hallway until I got home to deal with it. Super. Duper. Gross. Ivy is feeling better now, breastfeeding her baby on the toilet (I had to snap a picture because it was so funny to me as I’ve breastfed babies on the toilet countless times!).
Today we decorated the kids’ chalkboard for Christmas. Ivy picked out her own clothes this morning. I didn’t fight her on it, only because her buns are too darn cute in that bathing suit.
Yesterday Ivy was driving me bananas. She is sort of a stalker to me, and doesn’t give me much “alone time” and I just really could have used a break from her. I snapped at her, “IVY! I am going to SELL you!” To which she just haughtily retorted, “NO!” But then the cutest thing was when little Oliver gently and quietly said, “No! Don’t sell her! I wuv Ivy!” I seriously just about melted on the spot. Later Neil asked him if we should sell anyone and Oliver told us no, he wuvved our whole famiwy. We were pretty touched by his sentiment, especially since, as Neil pointed out, you would never know he loved Ivy.
And just because it’s funny, here’s a picture of Ivy bursting out of her favorite hiding spot: behind the sheer curtains.
So I’m off to work one more shift this evening, and tomorrow’s Christmas Eve. We’ll go to church, and get some food, and cuddle up in new jammies, and wait for Santa to come. I can’t wait!
And just to get you in the festive spirit, a picture Ben did in a doodle book. I love how he drew Santa’s face. Ho ho ho!