Monday, December 29, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
The night I posted the Grinch post, I did have a "heart grew three sizes that day" moment. Elizabeth took a late nap because of our late church schedule. Late naps always make for a very grumpy wake-up. So she was bawling and would not stop. I tried everything and finally couldn't take it any more, so I put her in time out. After several more minutes of her screaming I asked Harrison if he could go in there and try to cheer her up. He went in and sweet as can be started quizzing her on all of her body parts (Sissie, where's you nose? Where's your belly button?) She immediately stopped crying. After going through all of her body parts, he quizzed her on all of his (Sissie, where's Harrison's hair? Where's Harrison's toes?) Then he said, "Okay, are you ready for one more chance? No more crying or mommy's going to put you back in time out." And then they emerged from the room holding hands.
After a stressful week and a long Sunday, it was so nice to have Harrison be so helpful and so sweet to his sister. I remembered my mom always saying she wanted kids who were nice to each other when we asked what she wanted for Christmas, and I totally related. As a mother, there is nothing more heart warming than seeing your kids truly love each other and be kind to each other.
I have a lot of catching up to do on here and unfortunately already down loaded my pictures onto my home computer, so I'll have to do those when we get home in two weeks. I'm looking forward to these two weeks of enjoying family, friends, food, and very few responsibilities. I should have plenty of time to blog about it all too, which will be nice.
I'm also very happy to report that for the first time ever, Elizabeth did a great job on the drive here. She didn't cry like she usually does for hours at a time. She did replaced the non-stop crying with non-stop talking. Every time she saw a semi she said, "fire truck" over and over again until we acknowledged her. Nate was determined to teach her that it was not a fire truck, just a normal truck. We also decided to just let her go and see how many times she would repeat something if we didn't acknowledge her. We got to about 30 before I couldn't take it anymore. She's so funny. She really is at a darling stage and warmed up to Nate's family quite quickly. Harrison was so excited to get here that he asked literally every ten minutes if we were half-way there yet. He kept saying, "I'm so exciting to go to Utah. I just can't wait."
I'm pretty exciting about it too.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
If you read my last post, you recognize that those are two of my special Christmas dishes, and that I only get one place setting of each pattern, so that's it. And it's discontinued. I didn't get angry though, just sad. It really was an accident and Harrison apologized several times throughout the day, and it was so sincere and sweet. Elizabeth is kind of fixated on broken things, so she keeps pointing to the hutch where the dishes are and saying, "Boten, Sesan" (broken, Harrison). Today, she threw a plate on the floor and it broke. After sending her to time out, I took her over to the trash can to show her the broken pieces and tell her how naughty that was and the first thing she did was point to the hutch and remind me that "Sesan boten." Don't try to shift the blame Little Miss, his was an accident.
Tuesday night, Harrison had his pre-school Christmas program. They've been practicing for weeks. He had sung most of the songs to me at home. But he didn't sing at the program, despite being front and center. Not one word. Just looked tired and somewhat miserable. He came straight to me at the end and said, "I didn't sing." Ya, I noticed. So I asked why. "Because I hate Christmas." "What?? Why??" "If there's one thing I hate it's the NOISE." Okay, so maybe we've watched Grinch one too many times. I'm surprised he didn't say, "It's the noise, noise, noise noise."
Here the kids are waiting to make their entrance. His facial expression should have tipped me off.
Here he is after the program, still looking grinchy.
Once we got home I got him smiling. Notice that my left eye looks smaller than my right.
Well, I have been sick since last week. Tuesday morning I woke up with an ear ache and a sty in my eye. I went to the Dr. and sure enough I had an ear infection. She gave me antibiotics for that, but said there wasn't much I could do about the sty. I've had them before and usually they pass quickly and aren't that big of a deal.
Well, this was me Wednesday morning.
And by Thursday morning it looked even worse!
Friday it was still pretty bad. It's now Sunday and it's looking better, but still not gone. I keep thinking I'm so grateful that I don't have any permanent facial deformities. I don't like feeling self-conscious and ugly. And of course, this was our ultra-busy, typical December week. So a lot of people were exposed to the hideousness.
Thursday was the day Harrison's teacher picked to celebrate his birthday (since he has a summer b-day). He wanted Santa Cookies, Reindeer Cookies and Sleigh Cookies. I came through on two out of three.
I actually really get a kick out of making stuff like this. I must admit, I was surprised and disappointed that his teachers didn't say ONE WORD about the darling cookies. I guess it was silly to expect lavish praise. . .
Thursday night we had an appointment to see Santa at the library. Harrison had been very excited about it for weeks. I purposely picked a night that Nate would be able to go with us, not realizing it was ward temple night and his other calling is something along the lines of "encouraging people to go to ward temple night," so he didn't get to come after all. And as usual, things without Daddy (especially at night, after a very busy day) are not that fun. Some of the lowlights were -Harrison wrestling with some friends and a couple of strangers in the middle of the floor (in front of about 50 people), causing a 2 year old to get a bloody lip -Me bringing all the hair stuff to do their hair while we waited for our turn, EXCEPT for a comb (which is the key to doing cute pigtails) and apparently no one else carries combs with them (I usually have one in my purse, that's why I didn't bring one, but it wasn't in there) -Harrison purposely and defiantly splashing water all over his shirt minutes before it was our turn to take pictures -My eye being at it's peak of ugliness that day -Elizabeth being terrified of Santa and crying for all the pictures. There was really nothing Merry or Christmasy about the feelings I was having that night, which made me feel like the worst mother on earth.
Harrison got lectured the whole way home and was feeling really bad. I later found him with the camera. He had taken this picture (a blurry close up of his PJs).
When asked what he was doing he said something about checking to see if his heart was two sizes too small. That made my heart feel two sizes too small (at that point I was surprised it could get any smaller, but I guess mother guilt can do that).
Friday, December 5, 2008
Yesterday Elizabeth was admiring my pigtails (it's the only other option I have if I don't actually do my hair) and it dawned on me that her hair was finally long enough for real pigtails. She was being pretty cute posing for the camera.
Harrison came home very excited that they had made gingerbread "houses" at school. If I had known a one dimensional graham cracker with the corners cut off to make it look like a roof was enough to make him happy, we would have been doing gingerbread "houses" years ago!
Here are some pics of the decorations. Notice the $20, 6 foot Wal-Mart special that I had to beg Nate to let me get our 2nd Christmas. I actually don't mind it. We never stay home for Christmas anyway. I always say the first year we stay home, we'll get a nice tree. Maybe even a real one, I LOVE the smell of real Christmas trees! I have no shame about putting it up on this table to make it look more substantial.
We hate how ugly our Craig's List couch is, so I decided to cover it up with the darling Christmas quilt my mom made me. Then the usual black and white curtains just didn't match the rest of the Christmas decor. So I remembered this long piece I red fabric I had stored away and voila - a festive looking window treatment was born (see above pictures).
I started a tradition of collecting one place setting of Christmas dishes every year a few years ago. I've always had trouble figuring out how to display them. Well, thanks to a friend of a friend who gave us this hutch, I finally have the perfect place to put them this year! Bytheway, I'm having trouble finding one I like for this year. Usually Target or Kohl's comes through for me, but I didn't like their selections this year. So if anyone sees some cute Christmas dishes while you're out and about, let me know.
We also got a little more into the Christmas spirit on the outdoor decorations this year. It's still not much, but we're working on it. I was very happy that Nate bought an extension cord and figured out how to get it all hooked up. It was against his somewhat bah-humbugish nature.
It's so fun to see Harrison get even more into Christmas this year. He loves singing Silent Night and We Wish You a Merry Christmas. He looks forward to taking another link off of his Christmas chain every night. He watches the cartoon of the Grinch at least three times a day. And he told me today that, "Santa is nocturnal because he comes in the night." Quite an impressive observation!
Harrison's list gets longer with every toy commercial he sees. I'm having trouble deciding what to get Elizabeth though. Other than dolls, doll accessories, toy dishes and toy food, does anyone have any good suggestions for a 2 year old girl? (Her b-day is a week after Christmas, so I need even more ideas!)
I hope you are all enjoying the most wonderful time of the year as much as we are!