Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

{almost} wordless wednesday

Lillian's been busy.and if you could smell through a computer, you'd smell my perfume. :)

Hopefully this type of thing won't become habit...or Josiah may end up like I did many Christmases ago...(no, my bangs are not pulled back. they are gone. But Joel was so proud of himself.)

Monday, December 15, 2008

Easy Gift Idea



I'm not sure if you have a list of teachers, etc. that you need Christmas gifts for, but here's a really cute idea. I had a lot of the ingredients in the house already, so it was quite easy! and if you don't want to make the cocoa mix, you can just put some swiss miss in "cone" and it still works!

Hot Cocoa Ice Cream Cones:
materials for each one-
2 cone shaped cellophane bags (cake frosting bags) *the 12 inch size*
2 clear rubber bands
hot cocoa mix
mini chocolate chips
mini marshmallows
red candy for the 'cherry'

Instructions:
1. Put 3/4 cup cocoa mix in one frosting bag.
2. Tie off the bag with rubber band and cut extra part of the bag off and flatten the top so it doesn't stick up
3. Place the 'cone' in another frosting bag.
4. Add 1/4 cup mini chocolate chips
5. Add 1/4 cup mini marshmallows
6. Put the red candy on the top and tie with the other rubber band. then you can tie a ribbon or whatever on it too for decoration.

If you want to make your own cocoa mix, here are the ingredients for each cone:
3 T. sugar
3 T. powdered coffee creamer
3 T. dry milk
2 T. cocoa

Makes 2 9 oz. servings. Mix with hot water.

*make sure you tell the recipient how many servings it makes! the homemade mix makes 2 servings, but the swiss miss is probably more (check the package).

ALSO...the frosting bags can be a little spendy. But... if you get them at Hobby Lobby with a 40% off coupon (printed from the website), that can really cut the cost.

anyway...thought you might be able to use this!

Saturday, December 13, 2008

'girlie stuff'


One of the reasons I love being a mom to girls is that I get to make fun stuff like this. This is Maddie's birthday present. She's our neighbor. I have LOVED getting to know her mom these past few months, and I can't wait til their 3rd baby is born in Feb (hopefully not sooner...please pray for Jenny and the baby). Happy 4th birthday Maddie.

anyway, we started her out with 3 bows. I'm hoping to get a little better as I make more, but she gets my first 3. :) it was so fun.

this was super easy to make, it just takes some time, and some skill with a hot glue gun, for any moms out there who want a cute idea for their girls.

Don't buy your bows at Pink Hippo, ladies. we can MAKE them! :)

Friday, December 5, 2008

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

So, we decorated for Christmas.

Here's what happened.
A couple weeks ago I had my CM open house. So, since I wanted to make the house look nice, I took all our little piles and put them on my dresser. I promise, they were all little. But I guess there were quite a few. So the result was a dresser full of stuff that had probably once been sorted but not put away, and now needed to be resorted. Receipts, mail, a few pieces of the neighbor's mail (sorry, Walt), junk, Lillian's Sunday school papers, magnets (oh, did I mention that I totally cleared off the fridge? totally. everything gone. white. did you know my fridge is white?), and tons of other little odds and ends.

I love decorating for Christmas. My mom loved Christmastime, so I guess it makes me feel like that's something we can remember her by. Although it's sometimes hard, and certainly NOT the same since she's been gone, it's still one of my favorite things.

So I did something dumb. well, smart, but...you know. dumb.

I promised myself that I would not decorate for Christmas until I cleaned off my dresser. ugh.

So on Tuesday I was REALLY wanting to decorate. But I wanted to do it as a family, of course. So I busted my butt all day so taht right when Steve got home we could get the stuff out and decorate before supper, because on Tuesdays he has 88improv meetings after supper. So I trasnformed into a sorting machine, making lots more mini piles, actually put them AWAY, and even shredded the mail that needed to be shredded (never mind the fact that I left the tiny scraps on the carpet when I spilled a little...or a lot...when I emptied the shredded paper basket)! I cleaned the living room where most of the decorations would be. I even dusted. I hate dusting.

Steve got home at 3ish I think, which was perfect. We had enough time to actually get it done before supper! but then Steve wanted to go running. He's thinking about training for a marathon, so I need to be supportive. Sure, he could go running. And he said he'd be back in 30 minutes. still enough time. But by the time he greeted the kids, changed his clothes, stretched, etc. it was getting a little later. But we could still do it. I was sure.

So I put Brielle down for her afternoon nap about 23 minutes after Steve left for his run, so she wouldn't be fussy and slow us down. About 30 mintues after that, Steve came home. (did you do the math?) hmm....

Well, by that time, it was close enough to supper time to start supper, so that we didn't have to break for supper during the decorating part. Thanks, Carla, for the leftovers that I only had to heat up so we'd still have enough time...

enough time...
enough time...
(I'm feeling slightly like Jessie Spanno at this point, and probably acting too much like her too.)

We finished supper in record time. Lillian ate her food. I'm not kidding. no games, no fighting. she ate. by herself. So I quickly cleaned up the dishes while steve got the boxes from the garage. He actually only had a phone meeting that night. perfect. a little more time. but wait, is Steve checking his email? are you kidding me? we are supposed to be DECORATING! *although I have ALL DAY(sort of) to check my email, and steve has very few moments of his day to do so, I still had the nerve to be annoyed that he took TWO minutes to do what he wanted.

And then I hear it. A distant crying sound.

So all 5 of us try to decorate the living room. Brielle mostly helps by taking away precious hands that could be helping, or fussing/crying/screaming so loudly that we can't hear our Christmas playlist anyway. Not exactly waht I had in mind.

And as we're doing the nativity scene, Lillian insists on putting her Hello Kitty in the stable. "Mom, why do you think EVERYONE came to see baby Jesus? Even Hello Kitty!" "well, he's our savior, so the people that knew that wanted to see him." "Look Mom! Hello Kitty is even there by him!" not a big deal, I tell myself. why can't Hello Kitty be there for now. She'll want it up on the tree in a few minutes, when it's ready for ornaments. So I decide to take a few pictures, and promise myself that I won't be so annoyed by this in a few days. (I was right.)

The tree was ready.

Steve had to run and do his phone meeting. he locks himself in the bedroom. the kids go totally crazy. totally crazy. loud. I don't even know what I did to pass that time. I know I refused to let myself cry, but that's all I remember.

Steve got done with the meeting, so we get out the ornaments and show the kids thiers, and help them hang a few up.







But...it's past bedtime already. And I had promised Christmas cookies. So I get out the pre-made things from the fridge, and heat the oven. I'm feeling so rushed, but I want them to be good cookies, so I even take the time to dip them in the sugar bowl before I put them on my nastly looking stone. it looks particularly nasty this night, but I hear that the worse they look, the better they cook....or bake I guess. So I quickly set the cookies on the stone, and stick them in.

In a few short moments, I start smelling them. And they smell like Christmas. And I remember what this night was supposed to be. And I decide it still can be. I put the need-to-be-in-control-and-not-care-about-enjoying-anything part of me (which RARELY exposes itself, but was QUITE exposed this particular night) away, and reverted back to the usual go-with-the-flow part of me that I don't usually have problems with, so I'm not sure why I ever put it away anyway.




We eat our cookies by our pre-lit tree (best invention ever) with about 6 ornaments on it. And I give Lillian a few more odds and ends to do so she feels like she's a part of it. And I took pictures because I wanted to remember this. all of this.

SO...we finally get the kids in bed and I'm ready to "really" decorate the tree. I'm feeling a little more peace by this time, mostly thanks to the sugar cookies. I hate that about myself. :)

Steve gets a call from work. He has no one to work the following day, and has to spend the remainder of the night on the computer adjusting schedules and calling people.

So I cranked up Love Acutally (best soundtrack ever), made myself some hot cocoa with an Andes mint in it, and decorated the tree. just how I wanted to. and I thought about my mom, and how she would have reacted. probably not the way I did. And I enjoyed a few minutes by myself, smelling, and tasting, and seeing Christmas.



and I think it turned out alright. not what I was hoping for, but it was alright in the end. if you want to see a few more pictures, click here.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008