Everyone is vomiting today. The only thing worse then being sick with the kids, is being less sick then Jeff with the kids. Grrr. But we will survive. Max and I are already on the rebound after last night. It was odd to be the only member of the family awake at noon today. Unfortunatly I had a sleeping baby boy in my arms, so I couldn't really leave the couch.
Some random thoughts....
I am still not a big fan of the holidays. I thought that having kids would put me more in the spirit of things, but really all it does is put more of a stress on the situation. I am trying really hard to get in the Christmas spirit. I have even done the unthinkable and tried to listen to Christmas Music. All that has done is make me hate Maraih Carey and want to watch Love Actually; (and make me sad that we don't have cable so I can catch the edited version.) (On a side note to all my Utah readers, if you can get your hands on an edited version for me I would love to reinburse you with extra.)
I do love our decorations though. I got some garlands on black friday at Lowes for 5 bucks and they have brought back the fresh pine smell to my house. I have even decorated the outside, something I swore I would never do.
I don't love having a fairly busy street, (Riordan,)in my backyard, but I do adore that when you pull up that big hill and turn a slight corner the first thing you now see at night is the light from our livingroom Christmas Tree. One day I may even string lights up on the back of the house, (Jeff and I are thinking maybe a glowing zombie thing for Halloween.)
My most favorite Christmas tradition is fairly new to me. Jeff's amazing Aunt Marty knits stockings for each new family member. Spike got his in the mail last week and it is perfect. These stocking could eaisly be my favorite thing about the Larkins even more then Jeff himself. On a side note I would like to give a special thanks to Marty for knitting Spike instead of Jeffrey, she double checked with Jeff last fall, and Jeff said she still seemed a little hesitant.
Now these girls are a bit of a puzzle for me. Jeff found them in the attic two years ago, and since I have no way of contacting the old owners of the house, I am stuck with them. The thing is I am not sure what to do with them. It seems like there should be a whole nativity right? Just two angels seems a bit unfinished. So here they sit waiting for inspiration, but atleast they made it out of the garage this year.
I am on the constant look out for the perfect advent calendar. The perfect one in my mind was my grandmothers. It may be the only Christmas tradtion from my childhood I remember and miss. It was a wooden tree that you added an ornament to each day. I really need to scour more craft fairs to find one, but then I would have to go to craft fairs. A friend suggested making one, but you all know how my DIY projects turn out. (By the way if you were wondering, yes, the mailbox is still messed up.)
I hate it when Christmas is on a Sunday cause then not only is everthing closed, but then even the stuff that would be open you can't go to cause it's Sunday. Then to add insult to injury the shorten church-the one time to get it. Effectivly it the LONGEST DAY EVER! Grrr..


3 comments:
We had an edited version of Love Actually that has somehow disappeared. I have ever figure out where it went I will burn you a copy. Hope you guys all feel better soon. I hate being sick and having to take care of everyone else. Being sick with a baby is the worst.
I'm glad you have a picture of the grandma's tree! I love it too, and nothing else will ever compare. I wanted to look into having one made to look like it, but I never had a picture! So i'll be stealing it off the blog, and check with our carpenter his prices and capability now! (Yes we have a carpenter, he builds frames and boxes for Jeff's art!)
Ditto what Erin said -- have a copy, can't find it, would love to send you one if I ever do find it. It's like the best Christmas movie ever!
I totally wouldn't get your feeling about Christmas on a Sunday if I didn't have a toddler now. It used to be TWO FEWER HOURS of church -- Awesome! Now, it's I want my two hours of nursery, dang it!
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