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Christmas Updates

We have had the Christmas tree up in our house for a little over a week now, and I'm happy to report that it is still standing.  It has acquired a pretty significant lean that we are going to have to rectify soon, but it hasn't hit the floor yet.  We are doing better than last year.  Additionally, only three ornaments have broken.  After spending the first two days re-hanging ones that had been pulled off, I gave up.  It was a losing battle.  We are down about 20% of what we started with, but it could definitely be worse.  

The kids are enjoying all things Christmas right now, and I'm trying to soak it all in.  I know we don't have too many seasons left with them all believing in Santa and the magic that surrounds Christmas in general.  It's precious to me.  But here's what you shouldn't do during the holidays - try to create a precious moment...  

It was a cold afternoon.  I'd been on Instagram way too much soaking in all the cozy winter pictures and recipes.  I decided I needed to create a little coziness for the kids.  We had been outside playing, so I let them continue their game and headed in to make a hot drink for everyone in some special Christmas mugs.  Before I could finish, they came tramping in the house.  Naturally, they all piled into the kitchen. When they saw that I was making a favorite spiced chai type drink, the older two began telling me how to do it.  It was very helpful.  Sawyer decided he wasn't having any, so I divided it between three mugs.  I handed one to Fischer, put one at the table for Emerson, and Carter took her own.  As soon as I had it all doled out, Sawyer decided he wanted some after all.  I forced some nice words and began making more.  When reaching for my spices, I noticed milk on the counter and floor, and in fact, a trail of it all the way to the table where Carter was sitting as well as a puddle in her chair and at the foot of her chair.  I cleaned it up.  Emerson also had a puddle under her spot at the table, so I cleaned that.  Meanwhile, I handed off Sawyer’s mug.  He and Fischer had a race to see who could drink it fastest.  I think it lasted them 1.8 seconds, and I'm not sure they tasted it.  Speed drinking initiated their fake burping mechanism and they belched until I told them to cut it out and go back outside.  All in all, it was a really special moment.  I'm sorry I didn't capture any pictures to post on my account.  I'm sure they would have inspired mothers everywhere.

We are the Griswolds.


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