December 7
No, the little daydreamer did not make the shot.
Ian is a well-known introvert. Most mornings he wisely spends a bit of time in his own little world before joining the larger one.
If you’ve never played Uno with Simon, you have no idea how intense the game can be. Who even knows what he is celebrating here. He still has two cards, so it’s not Uno.
Our church’s children put on one seriously great Christmas pageant tonight.* Last night was the dress rehearsal, and I think I got most of my tears out then. Not all, though. Advent never fails to capture my imagination, and pair it with kids that I love, it’s almost too much. Put those kids in costume […]
Clara’s favorite thing by far these days is dance class. Dance class is on Thursday mornings, but Clara begins each day (with very few exceptions) asking, “What day is today? Is today Thoorsday? How many more days until I have dance class?” Today marked the last day in a session, so these precious three- and […]
Our Christmas tree fell right over yesterday. A loud crash, water and pine needles everywhere, and a few broken ornaments (including Ian’s faaaaaaavorite), but no one was hurt. And even better no one yelled or snapped at anyone else in the chaos of putting it all right again. We’re taking it a little slower this […]
December is a ninja–sneaky, sneaky last month of the year snuck right up on me. And December means it’s time for the December Photo Project, one photo a day for the first twenty-five days of the month. One of the traditions we started a couple of years ago is wrapping twenty-five winter or Christmas books […]
What I love (and sometimes not so much) about getting Jason reading material for Christmas. He gets totally lost. DPP pics from past years: 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013
Ian has said to me several times today, “Mommy, can you believe tomorrow is Christmas?” Indeed I cannot. DPP pics from past years: 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013
I was going to dump this picture because, you know, the kids are blurry and dark and whatever. But then I realized how (accidentally) funny it is (right after this, we had a talk about no more running in the museum). My poor kids. I don’t think that little railing is going to hold the […]